Sometimes, I catch myself smiling at the thought of a shared moment, like the way laughter can feel like sunlight breaking through clouds. It’s in the little things—a glance, a shared silence—that sparks linger, isn’t it? Just curious if anyone else feels that electric hush before the storm.
Sometimes, I catch myself smiling at the thought of a shared moment, like the way laughter can feel like sunlight breaking through clouds. ☀️ It’s in the little things—a glance, a shared silence—that sparks linger, isn’t it? Just curious if anyone else feels that electric hush before the storm. ⚡💫
