Stepped out to Blue Tokai Mehrauli today on World’s Introvert Day.
I tend to leave the room when my thoughts start looping instead of moving. New spaces don’t fix things, but they loosen something. This place does that for me. It doesn’t demand attention. It lets you sit, stare, write half a thought, erase it, start again.
I’ve spent enough quiet moments here for it to feel familiar now. Not a spot I come to escape, more like a corner where my mind slows down on its own. Somewhere between the coffee cooling and the noise fading into the background, things usually begin to make sense again.
