288th story

There are days when all of us fall short, days when we simply don’t have the strength to keep up.

There are mornings when we don’t care how our hair looks,

when we avoid mirrors, when we just want to hide from the world.

There are days when we are moody and irritable,

when we cancel our plans, ignore messages,

and sit by the window watching the sunset with quiet anger,

muttering at the fading sun as if it were to blame.

There are days when we eat leftover food from yesterday, turn off our phones, and feel no desire for music, conversation, or company.

Don’t worry, that’s okay. Because sometimes our hearts want no one, nothing, only silence and solitude.

We must accept that people are not meant to be endlessly cheerful, perfectly composed, or constantly strong.

Everyone deserves the right to frown, to lose their patience,

to snap without a reason, to be tired of everything and everyone,

just because they are human.

So let’s allow ourselves, and others, to be unpolished, imperfect, and weary. To have messy hair, to not get everything right, to crave stillness, to need to be alone.

Because being human is not about being flawless, it’s about feeling deeply, about breaking down and standing up again, about giving yourself permission to simply be.

So please,

let’s be kind to ourselves,

and to one another, but remember that one day shouldn’t become a routine.