The morning after the holiday carries a strange, heavy quiet. As the confetti settles like multicolored snow on the hardwood floor, the dizzying momentum of the past twelve months grinds to a sudden halt. We spent an entire year running at top speed, chasing bright lights, faster routines, and bigger promises, hoping to outrun the weight of our own exhaustion. But when the empty glasses are put...
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