I was tired after work today. Just standing by the gate, waiting for nothing really.
Then I looked up.
The clouds were heavy, but the power lines were still standing. Messy, tangled, not perfect... but holding.
In my country, NEPA is off more than it’s on 😂 But those wires? They never fall. Rain or shine.
It made me think: maybe I’m like those wires too. Tired, tangled, but still here. Still holding.
What about you? What’s the most ordinary thing in your street that teaches you something deep?
Image is mine ❤️🩹
