Woke up wanting to buy a ticket to Valencia. Caught the apathy before it became a plan. Put the phone away. Walked alone to a coffee shop. Coffee, sandwich, almond croissant. Sorted two weeks of messy notes. Didn't look at flights. Before dinner I quietly pushed the hippo's website live. The mind ran its Spain loop while the body filed a quieter report — best recovery in a month. Some days the mind wants to flee and the body decides to stay.