A new cycle
Micro Stories · June 2026

A new cycle

I wanted to start differently. You know that dream that slowly ceased to exist? It became energy. Just energy — the kind stored deep inside that infinite, unknowable consciousness of ours. That's how it was, almost every day. I wanted to start differently. But you or I... who knows, we were afraid to feel. Or maybe just afraid to say it, to lose it, to dream again.

Takapō, Aotearoa New Zealand - Lake Tekapo

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