The day had flown by, but when night fell, Sarah was able to spend some time alone. On the little table beside the window, she set a lit candle. In the middle of a busy day, she had bought the rose on a whim earlier that day as a little reminder to herself of gentleness and beauty.

The rich aroma of her favourite coffee filled the room as she prepared a cup for herself. She picked up some chocolate from the counter on a whim and placed it next to her drink. The world outside became quieter when she took a seat. The city seemed to exhale with her as the fog turned the lighting into gentle halos.

It was no time to think deeply or make big plans. It was only time to stop—to enjoy the candles, the coffee, and the aroma of the rose. In that tiny space of calm, Sarah felt entire once more.