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That feeling where it’s peace. Yet also neutral. You know, like water…tasteless, yet enough to quench your thirst. A whole day where nothing feels productive, yet it’s quiet. Slow, soft yet somehow still perfect. That blue hour, early in the morning or late in the evening, which makes you feel like things are on the right track. There are still little bumps along the way, yet the walk somehow finds its balance again. There’s quietness. Air that carries nothing. Scent without fragrance A feeling without flavour. Yet somehow, it feels complete It’s just….there Maybe thats what contentment is Not extraordinary….just enough
