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Bleuprint in the Making

Entry 001: The Question That Keeps Returning

Somewhere between the paycheck and the panic attacks,
I started asking:

What is all this performing costing me?

Not just in hours.
In wholeness.

Bleuprint, unfinished:
Maybe success doesn’t have to look like applause.
Maybe it can look like sleep. Like joy. Like presence.

🖋 Question?:
What part of you is tired of pretending it’s fine?

Bleu


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