There was a time in my life when everything felt uncertain.
Not the kind of uncertainty you can easily ignore, but the kind that sits with you quietly and follows you throughout the day. The kind that makes you question where you are, where you're going, and whether you're doing enough to get there.
I remember waking up early one morning—earlier than usual. The house was silent. No movement, no noise, no distractions. It was one of those rare moments where everything felt paused, like the world hadn't fully started yet.
I sat there for a while, just thinking.
At that point in my life, I wasn't where I wanted to be. I knew I had potential, but I also knew I hadn't fully stepped into it yet. I had gone through challenges, made mistakes, and experienced moments where things didn't go the way I expected. There were times I doubted myself—times I wondered if I was on the right path or if I was moving too slowly.
It wasn't failure. It was something more subtle.
Before the light
Uncertainty, stillness, and the first change in the window
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