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The line about being forty-two and still sitting at a red light that went red at sixteen stopped me. That’s such a precise way to describe how old wounds don’t actually age at the same rate we do.

I’m curious about the seven-second scale you mentioned, the moment the urge to quit shows up “while you’re not looking.” That feels like the real unlock in this framework, more than the seven-year mapping itself. Most of us can name our big cycles in hindsight; it’s the tiny, repeated moment of almost giving up that’s harder to catch in real time. Looking forward to Cycle 2.

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