Imagine being handed, on the day you were born, an instruction manual for operating your life.
It's the same manual everyone else gets — the one on how to focus, how to plan, how to fit in, and how to follow routine. Same cover, same language, same chapters on how to want the things you're supposed to want, in the order you're supposed to want them.
There is only one problem. The manual was not written for your model.
You are a plane that was handed a tractor's operating guide. You've spent years parked in a field, burning your engines hot and inefficient, wondering why your wheels are sinking into the mud. You've been forced to become an exhaustingly fluent chameleon — speaking everyone else's language while your true self is suffocated.
You've quietly concluded that you are fundamentally broken.
You are not broken. You were just mismapped.
You don't run on a standard linear system. You run on an interest-based system driven by novelty, intensity, and deep creative frequency.
You don't need to push harder against the mud. You need a flight plan.