Early morning 🌄 is my personal time portal. I went outside when the sky was just beginning to brighten, and heard the city waking up quietly: rare steps 👣, flickering lanterns 💡, a light smell of freshness.

I walk smoothly past closed cafes ☕, listening to how my blanket of thoughts turns into a new feeling: the opportunity to start over 🔄. A song was playing in my head - not the one that usually plays, but a quiet melody of inner freedom 🎵.

I thought: "In what rhythm will this city wake up?" After all, everyone needs their first breath of the morning 🌬️, and today it was with me.

Suddenly I was surprised: I felt warm, although cool. It was just a walk 🚶‍♀️, but I felt hope - not loud, but the one that grows inside 🌱.

I imagined how I would go to a cafe later, order tea, but the most delicious thing had already happened - inside me.
It happens that true change begins with steps through an empty city, where the beginning today can be seen in yourself ✨.