Hidden Desires Beneath Pavement

Today, I watched a crew work tirelessly laying gravel on a quiet street.
It struck me how such simple, erased paths suddenly transform into something new and untouched.
Sometimes, I wonder if life’s like that—covering up old scars just to reveal something fresh and unpredictable.
Even amidst my struggles with jobs and dreams slipping away, these small scenes give me a strange comfort.
Maybe one day, I’ll find a way to lay my own gravel road toward happiness too.