There’s something about the unknown that hits me straight in the chest — and not in the romantic, poetic way people talk about “new beginnings.”For me, the unknown has always started with one feeling: dread. My body reacts before my brain even catches up.My chest tightens. My fight-or-flight switch flips.…
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Every Sunrise Is an Invitation
The Magic of a Fresh Start What is it about a new day that feels so full of possibility? I’ve always loved the beginnings — a new year, a new month, a fresh Monday morning. There’s something about closing one chapter and opening another that just lights me up. For…