I value quiet light more than bright flashes. I no longer rush or fuss, because I've realized that the present is always somewhere nearby, in a quiet conversation, in a cup of warm tea, in a cozy evening.
I don't like noise and fuss; I prefer a steady rhythm. I adore moments when you can simply be yourself, when you don't have to make up words, but can be silent, listen to the rain outside the window, and feel that everything is in its place.

Are you also tired of this race? Of the constant rush, of the need to prove something, of empty conversations and superficial connections. Of living on the run, without even noticing how day after day passes. Maybe that's why it could be so simple for us? Just sitting next to each other. What if we just... stopped running?