Journal

The Sound That Grounds Me

After most runs, I sit by a stream. It has become routine. Me, the water, and silence. Not the kind of silence that feels empty, but the kind that listens back. The stream

Is Optimism a Fair-Weather Friend?

After spending several consecutive days indoors, I finally decided to venture outside, donning my stylish autumn attire to showcase my personal fashion sense. However, my excitement quickly dissipated when I was met with
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