Strolling into the sunset, feeling small.
Mind racing, comparing myself to everyone else.
Mind racing, comparing myself to everyone else.
It’s a lonely place to be.
We measure ourselves against phantom ideals, forgetting that our journey is unique.
A labyrinth of doubt, where shadows of self-doubt creep and linger.
But there’s something about this quiet moment that’s grounding me.
Maybe it’s okay to just be, right here, right now.