16/09/2026
Stay for a little longer.
Donβt rush things.
Everything will be done.
But who tells that to my mind?
Who tells that to my gut?
Who tells that to my nerves?
I am always in a hurry just to reach somewhere, forgetting that the present is the actual destination.
Maybe I donβt need to have everything figured out right now. Maybe I just need to breathe, slow down, and trust that things will unfold when theyβre meant to. Iβm allowed to take my time. Iβm allowed to pause. And for once, maybe I can remind myself there is no need to rush to a life.