The sun had just slipped over the rooftops when Lira tied her shoes and stepped onto the quiet street. Cool air brushed her cheeks as she began to jog, her rhythm syncing with the soft hum of the waking city. Each step melted away yesterday’s worries, replaced by the steady beat of her heartbeat and the whisper of wind. As she reached the hilltop, golden light washed over her, and she smiled—this was her moment of freedom. By the time she jogged back home, she felt lighter, stronger, and ready for whatever the day would bring..