DUST • DOUBT • DRAB

04.05.2026 | MM414

Some days feel a little… drab.

The light is there—but dimmed. The colour—muted.

Everything covered in a fine layer of dust

Not visible at first, but enough to dull the edges of things you once felt so clearly.

And in that quiet comes doubt.

Soft. Persistent. Asking questions you don’t always have the energy to answer.

I used to think those days meant something was wrong.

That I had lost something.

But maybe nothing is lost.

Maybe it’s just a moment that needs clearing.

A breath. A pause. A gentle return to yourself.

Because even dust can be brushed away.

Even doubt can soften.

And even the most drab day still holds the possibility of light—

waiting to come through again 💜

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© Maggie – The Afterlove Voice ⚖️♾️🦉

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— Maggie
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