When things fall apart, it’s easy to question everything. To wonder if you took the wrong path, or if it’s too late to turn around. Today I’m sitting with that uncertainty, with the doubt, with the quiet fear of doing something for years without guarantees. But I’m also sitting with a belief, maybe even a delusion, that all of this is shaping something bigger. And that sometimes believing it’s your destiny is the only thing that keeps you moving forward.