Diary Entry – December 24th. ( Storm’s Song) Some days, the city feels too loud, too fast – and yet, it’s inside my car that I hear the world clearest. There’s a hum that welcomes me as I slip into St
There’s a softness to the evening, a hush stretching over the city as shadows grow long. Tonight, I hum not out of habit, but out of longing — for company, for curiosity, for the thrill of the road an
Mahima that is truly deep, congrats for understanding the pain of both
The truth voiced out through your impactful words ❤️ superb