Zodiac Depths

You're not a scavenger in someone else's notification fog. When their bubbles arrive at midnight and vanish by morning, that's not chemistry. That's siphoning. You keep pouring flame into a paper cup, then wondering why it collapses. They love the chase, not the meeting. You are sprinting in place, wearing grooves into air. Put the phone down. Let silence answer faster than you do.

Inconsistency rewards your engine like a slot machine: one win, ten losses, try again. Your Mars hates waiting, so you convert every delay into a dare. It isn’t. Attention without pattern is smoke—dramatic, weightless, gone. Real interest creates time, plans, follow-through. If they wanted to, you’d know before asking. Keep your fire for doors that open, not corridors that echo.