You keep waiting for the answer to appear.
Some signal that says yes, this way.
It doesn't come.
But something else does.
A slow thinning of options.
The things that used to fit no longer do.
You didn't solve it. You outlasted the noise.
Clarity rarely announces itself.
It just stops competing with confusion.
We think insight is addition.
A new idea. A missing piece finally found.
But often it's subtraction.
The wrong paths fading until only one remains.
You're not stuck because you lack direction.
You're early.
Still shedding what doesn't belong.
The fog doesn't lift because you figured something out.
It lifts because you stopped adding to it.
