Nothing dramatic
Just that constant hesitationFor a long time, I tried to outthink it
Ignore itWhat changed wasn’t that the fear disappeared
It was that I stopped looking awayI began sitting with it
Asking what it was protectingSomewhere in that process, something shifted
The fear didn’t vanishEither way , this is the sky I found when I stopped running
That’s where *Better Skies* was born
Not from certainty
From choosing to move anyway