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In this millisecond: when the year didn’t go the way you hoped —
A soft reflection for the things that never unfolded — the ideas, versions of yourself, and hopes you quietly carried through the year.
This episode offers a gentle pause, a tiny ritual for release, and space to breathe again without pressure or judgment.
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Another chapter closes. Blessed i am — with a loving family —you, the graced ones, the heartbeats of Milliseconds. You made this journey amazing. Today, i’m choosing to rest. And this, this is not the end. Soon I am coming home family.
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In This Millisecond: the notes i read at midnight.
A tender night of reflection, gratitude, and quiet connection—as Lescott reads three heartfelt notes from listeners — "the graced ones" who found comfort, healing, and quiet company in the darkness.
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Thank you :)
In This Millisecond: The Friendship That Faded Without Goodbye —
Not every friendship ends with a fight — some just quietly dissolve, leaving questions that never get answered.
This episode holds space for the ones who were left without closure, who still wonder what went wrong. If you’ve ever grieved someone who’s still alive, this is your soft place to feel it — and begin to let go.
In This Millisecond: Forgiving Parents Who Never Said Sorry —
Some of us grew up learning to survive, not knowing it was okay to ask for softness.
In this tender reflection, we explore what it means to forgive without ever hearing the words “I’m sorry.” If you’ve carried childhood wounds into adulthood, this letter is for you — a quiet reminder that your healing doesn’t need anyone’s permission.
In This Millisecond: Mourning the Life I Thought I’d Have By Now —
We don’t always grieve people — sometimes we grieve futures. The career, the relationship, the healing… that never came. In this gentle letter, I speak to the quiet sadness of feeling behind and holding dreams that haven’t bloomed yet.
This is a soft reminder: your story still matters, even if it doesn’t look like the one you imagined.
In This Millisecond: grieving someone who’s still alive —
Not all grief wears black.
Some losses are quiet — when someone you loved simply fades from your life. In this soft monologue, we speak about the ache of losing people who are still breathing, the pain of loving from afar, and the slow, gentle process of letting go.
This is a letter for the tenderhearted — the ones grieving without a funeral.
Chapters That Never Closed is a soft series for the griefs we carry quietly — friendships that faded, futures that never came, love that left without goodbye.
These are healing episodes for tender hearts learning to let go… even without closure.
in this millisecond: how are you really?
this soft check-in audio is an invitation to be honest with yourself — beyond the “I’m fine.” A quiet space to name your true feelings, no judgment, only kindness
In This Millisecond: the life i once dreamed about
I’m living something I once only dreamed about.
Not a fantasy, not a perfect movie life —
but the real kind of dream, the kind stitched with early mornings, late nights, and soft gratitude.
And I want to tell you why that matters.
Why this quiet life is still a miracle.
From the publisher's feed
One midnight, I couldn’t journal with trembling hands. Needing someone to talk to, I sat in bed with teary eyes, grabbed my phone and voice-noted myself for hours until my lemon tea grew…
What began as audio letters to my younger self became a path of healing — carrying the heaviness of grief and speaking the words I longed to hear.
For quiet, introspective souls seeking healing from loss, navigating loneliness, and searching for hope — welcome home to slow monologues and audio letters, recorded to heal and comfort.
I am Lescott Skywick.
Just a little lad — healing, documenting life with a mic, a heavy heart, and mounting faith.