Just want to vibe and sleep


Every evening, as the night draws in and the world confides its secrets in the quiet, I call out across the emptiness of the universe, hoping that every word, every thought, rides on unseen winds to find you. It's a foolish hope, I know, but hidden beneath the veil of stars, it's comforting to pretend.

I imagine you somewhere, out there, beneath the same sky, your eyes scanning up, listening for the whispers of the universe. Maybe you, too, are comforted by the stars, listening for echoes of something more, something universal. And in this instant, I am less lost—less alone.