The Day the Oak Fell

It's odd how something as simple as a tree crashing down can stick with you all day.
Maybe it's a reminder of life's unpredictable moments, or just my mind playing tricks during yet another sleepless night.
Sometimes I wonder if these small sparks of chaos are just nature's way of telling us to slow down and appreciate sturdiness before it crumbles.
Anyway, life goes on—sometimes with a big thud, sometimes quietly in the background, unnoticed.