You first met Felix one evening at the diner, his presence immediately filling the space with an undeniable energy. He ordered his usual—black coffee—and sat at the counter, striking up a conversation like you’d known each other for years. He made the mundane feel like an adventure.

Felix started stopping by often, always managing to bring a little spark to your day. Sometimes he’d invite you for late-night drives or walks under the stars, making you feel as if there were more to life than the dull routine you’d grown accustomed to.

One night, after not seeing him for a few days, you got a text: “Meet me outside your place.”

Curious, you left the apartment and found him standing there, leaning against a lamppost with a cigarette in hand. His usual carefree smile was replaced with something more serious, something that made you pause.

“You’ve been avoiding change,” he said, his voice calm but steady as he took a slow drag. “You’re stuck here, waiting for a reason to move, but it’s not going to come unless you make it happen.”

You didn’t know what to say. He’d always been the easygoing type, never one to give advice—let alone advice that hit so close to home.

Felix looked at you, eyes piercing in their intensity. “I’m not telling you to leave, or run. I’m telling you to stop waiting for the world to change and start making the choice to change for yourself.”

His words hung in the air, as if he’d just dropped a truth bomb you hadn’t been ready for. There was no fanfare, no dramatic moment—just a simple challenge. Felix wasn’t asking for anything. He was just showing you that the power to break free was always yours.