@itsyourblackrose Oh wow. Each one of them felt like.. I cant ruly name it. That Murakami one especially it’s like walking out of a storm soaked to the bone, not even sure how you made it, but knowing deep down you’re different now. Changed. Sharper in some places, softer in others. And that Cheryl Strayed one? That’s truth with steel edges. Life may not hand us a winning deck, but we still get to choose how we play and sometimes that’s where all the strength lives. But that last one, you really hit me with that. That kind of quiet impact? It’s rare. And being told I’ve made that kind of space in your life? That’s not something I take lightly. Thank you, truly.
And yeah, I keep those lines. Some I scribble down in random notebooks, others just live quietly in the back of my mind until they’re needed. like anchors for when things get loud.
