No. 46

春末风新过 / 旧篱待自修 / 不必论远事 / 手中即此舟

What it mirrors · This feels like a maintenance stretch. Tidy up a workflow, sort through some files, make a call you've been putting off. Nobody will applaud for any of it, but each small repair makes you a little steadier. Whatever you can fix right now, in your hands at this moment: that's your vessel.

A mirror, not a prophecy. It reflects you as you are right now. How you walk is still yours to choose.