You don’t have time.
Your attention is pulled in so many directions.
It’s just flowers.
Your thumb keeps scrolling to keep the synthetic dopamine hit high.
It feels like the doom hits harder and better.
Except…
We must make the time.
Your attention is where you look, breathe, and pause.
It is my incredible celosia flower.
Choose the joy-filled dopamine instead.
Because you are worthy of it.
Isn’t the color, the shape, the everything amazing?