When nothing moves, my thoughts get loud. I replay conversations, question my decisions, and wonder if I’m falling behind. Stillness feels like failure, even though a part of me knows it’s not.
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Turn that stillness into sanctuary. Sit with your breath. Step outside. Notice how even the quiet world keeps living. Calm doesn’t come from speed — it comes from trust. Slow moments teach you how to breathe with life instead of against it.