When I feel tiny

Sometimes I shrink until I barely exist , curled into myself like I used to when I was afraid of the dark. The world feels too big, too loud, too much. But then I remember: I have wings. Not to fly away, but to wrap around myself. To become my own shelter. The flowers still bloom at my feet, even when I feel tiny. Especially then.

Chain

TEZOS

Network

Tezos

Contract

KT1CTxPsaNoe3uDec8bpTSGzig4YJJX4DayQ

Token ID

70