I am in the shoes of someone who learned to ask:
“What small thing can I improve today?”
These shoes used to walk too far.
Into tomorrow.
Into problems that had not arrived.
Into weather the sky had not even decided yet.
The ground was never there.
So these shoes tried something smaller.
A plant watered.
A shirt folded.
A note sent.
Nothing heroic.
But the ground returned.
Not the whole road.
Just enough earth for the next step.