I went out to the battlefield today.
That wasn’t the original plan.
Earlier in the day, I drove out to the job site I’ll be working on.
I didn’t have to go yet, but I wanted to see it.
Where it was.
How long it would take to get there.
What it actually looked like in person.
Nothing complicated.
Just removing the unknown.
And once I did that, something shifted.
There wasn’t anything hanging over me anymore.
No background noise.
No low-level stress I couldn’t quite name.
Just… clarity.
That’s when I ended up at the battlefield.
Walking the same ground, seeing the same things anyone else would see.
But it didn’t feel heavy.
It didn’t feel like anything I had to process or figure out.
It just felt quiet.
For a second, I thought I found it there.
But that’s not really what happened.
I brought it with me.
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