Have you ever experienced that feeling when you lose something, but you’re sure it’s somewhere nearby—like a hairpin you know you’d find if you just looked a little deeper? But you don’t. Maybe you’re too exhausted, or maybe you’ve already “lost” it in your mind. Eventually, even though it’s still somewhere close, you stop searching, and its value fades too.
That’s how I’ve been feeling lately. Only the thing I’ve lost isn’t a hairpin—it’s my spark.