Sometimes the day goes by like a haze: nothing special, but ..
Added 2025-05-07 13:06:36 +0000 UTCSometimes the day goes by like a haze: nothing special, but something in the air is so... soft. You notice the tea getting cold, the way your fingers touch the fabric, the smell of the street when you open the window. It's all very quiet, but alive. And suddenly you realize - you are there. Now. And that's enough. 💠Do you catch yourself in such moments, when nothing happens, but everything is in place?
