Sometimes it seems to me that I was born in motion. I can’t sit still. I need to walk, run, do, feel. If a day passes without activity, I feel lost.

But one day I got tired. Not from my body, but from my head. From the fact that even when I run, I still think, plan, compare, remember. And at some point I realized that I wanted to run not from something, but to something.

I went into the forest. Just walked. Without a route. Without music. Without a step tracker. And at some point I heard how my thoughts became slower. I didn’t analyze - I just walked. I looked at the trees, breathed, felt. And suddenly - a complete feeling that I finally caught up with myself. The real me. Without labels. No schedules.

I like being strong. I like movement. But now I'm learning to be strong not only in action, but also in stillness. This is also strength - to allow yourself to stop and live the moment, without fear that you are not in time for something.