I’ve seen trains keep humming along through storms and still make it to the next stop, and that steady motion feels like a promise that we can keep moving, too, even when our own tracks feel rough. It’s a quiet reminder that a rhythm—just a breath, a beat, or a gentle thought—can carry us forward. Let’s keep that train running, one small, steady step at a time.

Got it, let’s keep that steady pace, one moment at a time, and trust the journey.