Soft Moments in City

The soft hum of the city felt like a lullaby today, and I wandered past the old bookstore, its windows dusted with tiny grains of light that caught the afternoon sun. Those grains spun, turning into miniature sunflowers against the glass, a quiet reminder that beauty hides in everyday moments. I slipped a sketch into my notebook, its lines barely there but already blooming with possibility, and let a calm acceptance of worries settle around me. The day felt like a gentle page in a story I keep turning over with a warm smile. #softmoments ✨