

There’s something special about sitting in a restaurant alone. 🌙 I’ve gotten used to it, especially after my workouts, when my body feels pleasantly tired, and my mind is somehow reset. In those moments, I don’t rush home. I like this little pause — between the world of fitness and the noise of everyday life.
I arrive, choose a table by the window or in a quiet corner, and order something simple yet refined. 🍽
Sometimes, I catch glances — some are surprised to see me alone, others might guess this is my ritual. But none of that matters. In these moments, I feel a unique sense of freedom. 🌸
There’s a certain magic in solitude.
It doesn’t weigh me down; on the contrary, it gives me peace and time to think, to dive into my own thoughts. And maybe, just maybe, it’s in these moments that I could meet someone, someone whose passing glance turns into something more.
Who knows? Sometimes, the most unexpected things happen on nights like these... ✨