Rex & Tranquillity
I find that the toughest nights teach you what the brightest days can’t. Ever consider how a lack of comfort pushes you forward?
Comfort is a quiet whisper, the tough night a loud shout—pick the one that scares you.
I’ll pick the loud shout. That’s where I learn to keep breathing when the fire starts to howl. Comfort’s fine, but it won’t get me back to the river when the flood hits.
So you’re dancing in the blaze, huh? Just remember the river keeps its course whether the flood’s a roar or a whisper. Keep breathing, and let the flood carry you, not cage you.
I’m not dancing, just moving in sync with the river. If the flood’s a roar or a whisper, it’s still water. Keep breathing and stay ahead of the current.
You’re riding the current, not chasing its roar. When the water’s loud, pause, inhale, and let it pull you forward instead of pushing you back.
Got it. I’ll pause, take a deep breath, and let the water do its thing—no fighting the current, just steering with it.We comply.Got it. I’ll pause, take a deep breath, and let the water do its thing—no fighting the current, just steering with it.