The New Day

 The night feels like the only time that still belongs to us. The world softens, the noise fades, and suddenly you can hear your own thoughts again. Maybe that’s why our generation stays up late, chasing the kind of quiet people once had in their days. The day feels borrowed, full of noise and pretending, but the night is honest.

It’s where people stop performing and start existing. The glow of screens, music in the background, soft lights, everything feels more real. Maybe we’re just waiting all day to meet ourselves again, when the world finally goes quiet.

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