This is not a place for pretending.
This is a space for those who refuse to say “I’m done,”
for those who still dare to become.
I write for everyone life has once stopped in their tracks and forced to say “again,”
for those who are tired but not defeated,
broken but not scattered,
for those who choose effort over waiting.
I don’t believe transformation is accidental.
If I did, I would be lying to myself.
Change requires work.
There are no miracles here.
There is effort.
Sometimes quiet, sometimes loud discipline.
A slow, deliberate construction.
This is not a showcase of finished stories.
This is a home for lives still being written
and for those who refuse to give up.
Because destiny, truly,
falls in love with effort.
With Love
Nazan
About These Piece!
If These Piece Had a Color : It would be ”Antrasit Grey”

If These Piece Had a Song : It would be Shake it out from Florence&The Machine https://open.spotify.com/intl-tr/track/71iSmEeF0qRVyULABxP75P?si=2e2af3b11d774b34 
If These Piece Had a Scent: It would be Soil after rain.

