A small morning ritual that revealed an entire map of self-return.
It begins with a simple choice — turning right toward the café instead of left toward duty — and becomes a reclamation of desire, devotion, and daily aliveness.

The Nail Tech explores how a mocha, a cookie, a doorway held by a woman you adore became a kind of prayer, a calibration, a remembering of the life you once turned away from.

This entry traces how patterns of misdirection, childhood disturbances, and old father-voices are undone by ten consecutive days of choosing your own joy.

How turning right became a metaphysical correction — a refusal to be steered off your map again.

A study in the quiet power of ritual, the re-patterning of instinct, and the exquisite discipline of choosing what you love, every single morning.