I'm sitting on my favorite soft rug, with my legs tucked under me. I feel so comfortable and calm. Warm light is streaming in from the window, and the room is cozy. I can't help but smile — just because everything feels right at this very moment. I feel completely in my place, safe and at peace. I'm just sitting here, smiling into the quiet space, with a gentle, bright happiness inside. I don't need anything else right now.

I am in a black dress — like shadow and light at once. A deck of cards in my hands. I look straight into the lens, a slight smile on my lips. The dress hugs my figure, the cards fanned out between my fingers. Black velvet, pale skin, a single bright suit card. This is not just a photo. It's a promise of a game. I hold all the cards.

I put on a white dress. I look in the mirror—and see a different me. The one who is ready for the celebration. Everything is simple, pure, and just right. I smile at my reflection. Ready to step into the light.

My brain during a deadline. The photo was taken the very moment I checked out. My cheek is smushed against the keyboard, a blissful smile on my lips. Work can wait.