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The notification flashed across my screen early that morning—bright red, insistent, impossible to ignore.
I hadn’t even finished my coffee. Its words promised prosperity, favorable timing, and doors about to open. But instead of excitement, I felt a quiet hesitation. I’d seen messages like this before—confident, absolute, designed to pull attention outward. This one did something different. It made me stop.
The word attention stayed with me, not as an order, but as a question. What was I really paying attention to in my own life?
