I needed a late-night pick-me-up, so I dug out an old photo to find where I put my coffee mug—turns out I was right next to the old mortar and pestle I used to crush herbs back in the days of that old project I abandoned back in 2017.
[Today I climbed up to the old pavilion by the river, left a note in the mossy crevice, and the lingering fragrance of wild flowers filled the air—what a quiet, beautiful moment!],