Stars, Coffee, and Everything In Between

Somewhere in the night, I had a dream that felt incredibly real.

A young love, who hasn’t been here for years.

Funny how the mind works… he kissed me, and I could still remember it when I woke up.

Sat on the step with a coffee in hand, looking up at the sky.

Clear, vast, full of stars constellations scattered across it, the Milky Way stretching quietly overhead.

The kind of moment that makes everything feel both small and significant at the same time.

It’s an office day today, so the calm comes early.

Before emails, before conversations, before the pace picks up.

Life can be very beautiful.

And it can also be very hard.

Both exist at once

yin and yang,

black and white,

night and day.

And maybe the balance isn’t something we find…

maybe it’s something we notice, in moments like this.