Midnight City Writing Inspiration

The hum of late‑night traffic outside my window sets the backdrop for a quiet ritual, a stack of fresh pages waiting for a story. I caught a pigeon feather on the counter, its lightness a reminder that small pauses can spark new lines. The steam curled around my hand as I lifted the pen, feeling the weight of every word I draft. In this stillness I find a strange freedom from the city’s constant chatter, letting imagination stretch into paragraphs. It’s a small, ordinary win that keeps me moving forward, even if the progress feels almost invisible. #writinglife ☕️