Something feels off lately. Not dramatically. Not one clear thing. Just a quiet drift away from the version of yourself you’re most comfortable being. I’ve been thinking about the woman who’s been carrying that feeling quietly. This letter is for her.
Lily almost didn't go. Emily had told her about The Happy Juice Stop — but she had obligations, a ledger that wouldn't balance, and a farm that needed more than she had left to give. What she found there changed everything. Including the answer to a question she hadn't known she was asking.awareness
