We imagine a hundred versions of our life... The bold one, the peaceful one, the one where we finally choose differently. In those moments, we're not escaping; we're meeting the parts of us that want more. Then morning comes, and we move through the familiar motions we've repeated for years. Not because we lack vision or courage, but because the familiar feels safer than risking what we cannot control. The old path isn't always what we want. It's just what we've practiced long enough to feel normal.