Some mornings, I wake up and wonder why I’m still pushing forward — no finish line, no applause. Just me and the weight of not knowing. But somehow, I still lace up my shoes and take one more step.
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Some mornings, I wake up and wonder why I’m still pushing forward — no finish line, no applause. Just me and the weight of not knowing. But somehow, I still lace up my shoes and take one more step.
and then