In a world full of deadlines and expectations, there is a man stuck between two worlds. He wears a suit, with a rocket strapped to his back—ready to launch, always aiming higher. But his feet stay planted on a wooden rocking horse, moving back and forth but never forward.

His eyes look up, dreaming of distant places. Deep inside, he’s still the boy he used to be—full of wonder, holding on to the magic of childhood.

He is the boy who never left.

Not fully grown-up, not fully a child. Balancing between what’s expected and what’s dreamed. The rocking horse keeps him safe, the rocket pushes him to move on. But he stays in between.

Maybe that’s what growing up really is: learning how to keep the boy inside, even when the world tells you to move on.