•🌸I walked by the train station in the circles, talking on the phone.
I was staring at this little white flower, blooming through the concrete, surrounded by garbage and railroad tracks.
This was the first time I was able to speak from my heart without resistance.
Like I was a child again, never hurt before, the judgment, and rationality was gone.
It was the first time I watched myself transform to this pure state.
Because flowers can blossom even in the least expected places.
Because love doesn't ask your permission to make its magic.
Because you grow the most beautiful even when you grow through a concrete. 🌸