Man, it's wild how much I used to think the 'finish line' was a thing. Like, get to X point, and then everything just… snaps into place and you're good. This one isn't done yet. More to say. The finish line, ha. More like a series of tiny, invisible starting lines that keep popping up. I used to think I'd get there and just… breathe, but it's more like a constant, gentle recalibration, a quiet hum of 'what's next?' that somehow feels less crushing now than it used to.