It’s 2:17 AM.
The world around you is still…
but inside, something keeps moving.
Thoughts circle softly at first, then louder.
Things left undone. Words you wish you said differently.
Tomorrow, waiting.
You turn to one side. Then the other.
Pull the blanket closer. Let it go again.
Your body is tired.
But your mind… hasn’t found its way home yet.
And in that quiet, almost unnoticed moment —
there’s a small, honest feeling:
“I just want to feel okay.”
Not perfect.
Not fixed.
Just… a little more at ease.
That’s where yoga begins.
Not on a mat.
Not in a perfect morning routine.
But right here —
in this soft, human longing for peace.