Do you ever feel like you don't want to say anything, just listen? I'm like that every morning.
I wake up before everyone else, when the world is still silent, and this is my golden hour. No music, no news. Only the aroma of coffee, silence and warm rays on the wall. My son is still sleeping, and I'm just sitting on the windowsill with a cup in my hands.
I don't think about business, but about myself. About how I live, what I feel, what I want. At such moments, the simplest but most correct decisions are born. In my head - order, in my heart - peace. And it seems to me that this is the real secret of a woman. Not in strength, not in beauty, not in loudness.
And in this quiet confidence that begins at dawn.
And every day I start over.