I loaded the day with lucky-number thinking, Boeing panic, Iran fear, and big symbolic meaning, turning ordinary events into part of a much heavier private mood.

I wanted the day to be quieter than it was, but it turned into a mix of politics, TV, restless thinking, and a small reset walk that helped me regain control.

I tried to think seriously about startup plans and my future, but apocalypse headlines, revenge thoughts, and compulsive scrolling kept interrupting any clean sense of direction.