ベッドの上に座っている女性

The soft rays of morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting gentle patterns on the walls of the small apartment. In the center of the room, a woman in her twenties sat cross-legged on her unmade bed, her hair tousled and cascading around her shoulders like a wild mane. Sarah gazed out the window, lost in thought, her mind drifting like the clouds that floated lazily across the sky.

Sarah had always been a dreamer. Since childhood, she found solace in the fantastical worlds she created in her mind—worlds filled with adventures, love, and the possibility of something greater. But as she sat there, wrapped in her cotton blanket, she felt the weight of reality pressing down on her. The pressures of adulthood loomed large, like a storm cloud ready to burst.

She had just graduated from college, her degree in graphic design tucked away like a forgotten trophy. Days turned into weeks as she scrolled through job listings, her heart sinking each time she saw