Quietly Shaping Us

I found this by accident. It wasn’t something I was looking for, and at first,

I almost ignored it. But something about it felt… familiar. Like it belonged

to a moment I couldn’t fully remember. I kept coming back to it. Every time I did,

it felt different —not because it changed, but because I did. Then it hit me.

Some things aren’t meant to be understood all at once. They stay with us, quietly shaping

us, until we’re ready to notice them.