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You’ve been navigating through fog, but not the kind that blinds -- the kind that slows you down just enough to notice how often you’ve been looking over your shoulder instead of straight ahead. The air has weight lately, doesn’t it? Not sadness exactly, but a dense sense of pending. Something unfinished -- or un-started - - insists on quietly echoing in your days, like a door you keep forgetting to close.

And in that fog, there's a pattern.
You've been avoiding answering one question, over and over again.
Maybe not to others - but to yourself.

So here's the oddly specific, intrusive question the energy seems to whisper:

Why did you recently think of someone you haven't spoken to in over five years… and why did it make you feel guilty?