There’s a strange comfort in waking up early and realizing the world hasn’t started yelling yet. No emails, no traffic, no headlines screaming for attention. Just me, my coffee, and the illusion that today might actually listen to me.
There’s a strange comfort in waking up early and realizing the world hasn’t started yelling yet. No emails, no traffic, no headlines screaming for attention. Just me, my coffee, and the illusion that today might actually listen to me.