I’m not trying to arrive anywhere today.
I’m simply noticing where I already am.
There is a quiet steadiness beneath the noise — a place that hasn’t been chasing, proving, or waiting. It’s been here the whole time. When I pause long enough, I can feel it.
I don’t need to narrate myself into worth.
I don’t need to be chosen in order to exist.
Stillness isn’t absence.
It’s presence without performance.
Today, I let myself stand right here — without urgency, without defense, without explanation.
And that is enough.

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