Isn't it strange how life, in its familiar rhythm, can be disrupted in an instant? Something unforeseen unsettles you, and all at once, everything feels disconnected. You sense an odd dislocation, as if standing on the edge, looking into your own existence, and you don’t understand why.

In the best chapters of my life, there were moments when I just didn't fit in. It wasn't always obvious or instantly recognisable, more like this weird feeling in the bottom of my stomach, a quiet unsettle. Years of pressure and exhaustion built up from being a person others wanted me to be, who others were comfortable with; pouring all of myself into their molds, hoping it was enough.

Even just for a moment, I hope you see the magic within you. And with time, I hope you gather the strength to steer your own path, even when the road is lonely. Because there will be fellow wanderers, the kind who get you, who welcome all of you. They will be architects willing to build a sanctuary to shelter you from the storms of the world. They will savour the poetry of your words, nourish you with unwavering support without asking for anything in return, and every milestone resonates with the heartbeat of shared dreams.

And maybe, just maybe, amidst the twists and turns, the highest highs and the lowest lows, you will see that this is not a detour, a punishment, or even rejection, but a subtle calling guiding you back to your true path—you.