Lost in the City Lights

Sometimes I find myself wandering through crowded streets late at night, just dreaming of the quiet comfort of my own home.
No matter how exciting the city gets, nothing beats that familiar smell of old books and warm tea waiting for me inside.
It’s funny how those fleeting thoughts can make the loneliness feel a little less heavy, even if only for a moment.
Just a simple longing for peace amidst the chaos.