Second Fourth Day A Month Between smoke, borrowed coins, and restless dreams, I searched for salvation in a dark iron-sheet room. Each step felt like carving an airplane from a birth certificate—fragile, hopeful, and desperate for flight toward the basics of being human.

✨ From smoke and borrowed coins to chasing salvation in a dark iron-sheet room, I discovered the truth: life begins with the basics. 🌍💭 #LifeJourney #FromStruggleToHope #DailyReflections #KeepGoing 😊