Some moments stay with you because of how they smelled.The sharp sweetness of orange peel on a winter morning.The comforting trace of wood smoke on a wool sweater.The quiet warmth of coffee drifting through a still house. Smell has its own language — one that speaks directly to memory, to emotion, to home.A single scent…
Some days, the world feels like too much. And some days, it’s just enough to walk. Not for steps. Not for goals. Not to listen to a podcast or cross something off your list. Just to walk. In the drizzle. In the sun. In the wind that turns your cheeks pink. Without your phone. Without…