A quiet morning moment It was early, maybe 5.30 AM. The city was still half-asleep. I sat near the window, holding a warm cup of tea, watching sunlight slowly climb the buildings across the street. For a few minutes, there was no noise, no rush, no notifications, just stillness. In that moment, something shifted inside […]
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It was a rainy Sunday afternoon when I found myself sitting quietly at a small café near my apartment. My laptop was open, a half-finished cup of green tea beside me, and my search bar filled with “best self-help books to read.” The list was endless. Titles that promised to change your life in 30 […]
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The quiet comeback of movement For most of my adult life, walking never counted as a “real” workout. I ran. I swam. I biked for hours under the sun. I trained for triathlons, chased speed, and tracked numbers. Walking was what I did between training sessions, not the training itself. But three weeks ago, everything […]