I stretched – in a stretched out T-shirt, in silence, with a smile.
I stood up, turned on my favorite music. Not loudly. I brewed coffee – with cinnamon. Because I love it so much. And I sat down on the windowsill, clasping the mug with my palms.
I looked at the street. People were hurrying somewhere, and I… breathed.
No rush. No need to be “the best version of myself.” I am already the best. Just in silence.
And you know what?This morning was more beautiful than any date.
Because I was in it.And that’s enough.