At the busiest tiredest of nights – I find myself discovering pockets of happiness from the memories, music, and possibilities. And accepting, embracing it. That’s my version of courage, folks. To pause and make space, reflect and create, despite & within the busy.
For the night is here, time to rest and park some fears. For now. The eyes may be weary, but the heart? Remains fiery.
(c) Artherese, 2025
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