There were years I felt like I was just existing—going through motions. But slowly, I started noticing the little sparks again. A quiet morning. A song. A new idea. It came back… not all at once, but enough to keep me going.
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There were years I felt like I was just existing—going through motions. But slowly, I started noticing the little sparks again. A quiet morning. A song. A new idea. It came back… not all at once, but enough to keep me going.
and then
I didn’t think I would. Everything just felt gray for a long time. But then out of nowhere, I had this moment—watching the sunrise with a cup of coffee—and I felt… something. Not fireworks, just a flicker of peace. That flicker grew. So yeah, excitement comes back. Maybe not in big, loud ways—but in steady, meaningful ones.