What I pay attention to receives my life. I do not want to wake up one day and realize I spent years scrolling past a life I actually loved. Becoming myself has meant learning to place my attention where my love already lives.

Fear doesn’t always arrive looking like fear. Sometimes it wears a tailored suit, smells suspiciously like Old Spice, and calls itself wisdom. The question isn’t simply what you’re doing—it’s who’s driving.