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Not a flood—but its quieter cousin. The kind that doesn’t crash through the door, but seeps in under it. It arrives suddenly—an onslaught of tasks, thoughts, messages, moments—too many, too fast. It doesn’t ask if you’re ready. It just assumes you’ll adapt, like always. By the time you notice, you’re knee-deep in the thing, trying to remember what calm ever felt like.