Zodiac Depths

After midnight, your curiosity turns on you. Each new tab is not research, it’s escape. You call it freedom; it’s avoidance in glitter. Your brain starts sprinting while your body begs. You aren’t learning—you’re hiding from the quiet. Sleep becomes collateral, tomorrow pays the bill, and your aim wobbles. Close the browser. Let the unanswered remain unanswered.

Your sign chases horizons; the internet feeds you mirages. Expansion without edges is just spill. Algorithms herd you like wild horses into fences you can’t see. Every click multiplies decisions, dulls intuition, and salts your sleep. Midnight makes questions louder and answers cheaper. Tomorrow needs one arrow, not twenty tangents. Guard the gate. Choose depth over drift. Practice stopping at enough.