@HENKI 10 April 2025 more from that month

Title: "The Window Across the Street" Every morning at exactly 7:45, I saw her. Not clearly—just a silhouette in the window across the street. A soft light would glow behind her as she watered a small plant, sipped her coffee, and stared at the sky for a moment that felt like forever. We never spoke. We never waved. But in the quiet rhythm of our mornings, there was something comforting. Like two strangers sharing a secret routine in a city too busy to notice. One day, her window stayed dark. No silhouette, no light. The next day too. And the next. On the fifth day, I left a note by the building entrance: "Hope you're okay. The mornings aren't the same without your window light." Two mornings later, her light returned. She raised her cup toward my window and smiled. And just like that, the silence between two strangers became a silent

friendship.