Have you ever stood at the edge of a vast desert at dawn—and just felt everything you thought you knew slip through your fingers like grains of sand? Like, seriously, the world stops and you're left wondering what all the fuss was about.
Life's a curious thing, isn't it? It pulls you along like a kite tied to a string, only to land and realize there's no wind left. In those moments, we face the quiet aftermath, the silent echo of what could've been.
There’s a certain beauty in emptiness, I suppose. A canvas waiting for stars, for dreams, for shadows that dance in the night. But finality? Now that’s a different beast. It's the whisper in the wind that says, “This is it.”
So why not embrace it? Lean into the quiet, find solace in the stillness. Maybe, just maybe, you'll find a path that leads to nowhere—and everywhere all at once.
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