A destination is rarely the end you imagine. When one chapter closes, another quietly begins. Every goodbye, every door you step through, carries you into the unknown. Sometimes it feels like loss, sometimes relief, sometimes wonder — but always, there is movement. To exit is to arrive, even if you cannot yet see where. Today, notice the thresholds in your life. A conversation ending, a habit dissolving, a place you leave behind. Each is not an ending, but an opening. Trust the passage. The destination is already waiting, just beyond the turn.