This is a story about those who ran, not to a destination, but away from a past. Caught between identities, they now live—somewhere else.

BALANCE

BALANCE

A person holding an umbrella is leaning over a park barrier, with their head down and their body bent. They are outdoors in a park with trees, benches, and lamp posts on a rainy day.
A city street scene with parked cars and a few moving vehicles, one pedestrian walking down the middle of the street pulling a cart, and decorative holiday lights hanging overhead, with some buildings and signs in the background.
Person leaning on a park lamp post, holding an umbrella, in a rain-soaked park with benches and leafless trees.

"Straddling two worlds on a self-made tightrope, their struggle to balance old rhythms with new realities only deepens the divide. Every wobble echoes the quiet truth: some distances can't be measured until you choose to cross them."

A black umbrella lying on a puddle reflecting nearby cars and city lights on a wet city street at night.