Moving is not just about things in boxes. It is about changing the air, sounds, routes, faces. It is like re-examining yourself in new scenery.

In moments of uncertainty, I always look for my “anchor”. Something that does not change, no matter where I am. It can be simple things: the aroma of my favorite tea, a notebook with familiar thoughts, a morning ritual that gives me a point of support.

Stability is not necessarily a house made of stone. It is something in the heart that you carry with you. And if there is peace in it, new cities become less foreign.