She doesn’t chase noise. She builds quietly.

Every morning she sits down with her work, her thoughts, and a long list of things no one else sees. Emails to answer. Plans to refine. Dreams to protect. Responsibilities that don’t pause just because she feels tired. There are days she doubts herself. Days when the world feels loud, unfair, or dismissive. But she…

Friday the 13th

They say it, carries a number people fear. A date wrapped in superstition, whispers of bad luck, shadows of things going wrong. But for her, the weight was never in the calendar. It lived quietly in her chest. She wakes up alone most mornings now. The room is still, the phone silent, the world outside…