Taking the Next Step

The road was quiet, stretching far into the distance. A boy walked forward, not knowing exactly

where it would lead. The wind moved gently, as if guiding him. He had no heavy bag,

no clear plan, only a small belief that moving forward mattered. Every step echoed

his thoughts. The sky above felt wide and endless. The world around him stayed silent,

but inside, something was growing. He remembered moments of doubt, times when stopping

felt easier. Yet he kept going. Not because he was fearless, but because standing

still felt worse. Sometimes, the journey does not need answers. Sometimes,

taking the next step is already a victory.