There’s a small café I’ve grown to love, the kind of place where the music hums low, the light lands gently, and the air smells like calm braided with freshly baked scones. I come here early, before the world wakes and when everything still feels soft and possible.

Every one of us can point to a moment, a conversation, a person we met by accident, a decision made without much thought, that ended up shaping the entire direction of our lives.