This morning began early, before the world had fully opened its eyes.
There was warmth in a cup, small routines held carefully,
and a body that felt a little too heavy, a little too warm,
trying its best to keep going anyway.
The journey out was cautious.
Cyclists passed too close,
movements felt sharper than usual,
and the day had already asked for alertness
before it had even properly begun.
Inside the space, the air was cold.
Voices came and went, some light, some careless,
some that brushed too...

Today wasn’t easy.
There was noise, conflict, and moments where emotions overflowed.
But even in that
I still paused,
I still reflected,
I still came back to myself.
That is growth.
Not perfection.
Not silence.
But returning.

Good news, I received international 1st place award for my book, 公主的故事