Fifty years. A benchmark not just of survival, but of surrender to the unnoticed flow of continuance. I’ve grown acclimatized to the blur, where the gentle arc of gradual change, the quiet rhythm of the everyday, and even the sharpness of a happy happenstance is eventually smoothed away. Any merits achieved feel ironed out of the very fabric of time.

This project is a deliberate intervention. It is a self-imposed guide to re-engagement, a challenge to reclaim lost detail before it vanishes entirely. As I mark this two-thirds milestone, this endeavor seeks not merely to capture moments, but to forge some kind of lasting record telling a story, imbuing this year with a significance that the long run cannot erase.

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