About This Spin Wheel
I closed all the other tabs on my browser. The noise of the day was still there, but it felt a little further away. I just wanted something soft to land on.
Letting the screen go quiet
It wasn't about finding an answer. It was more like letting the room settle after a long conversation. The cursor blinked on the blank page, waiting for something I didn't have.So I opened the wheel instead. It felt like a small, deliberate pause. A way to step out of my own head for just a second.The comfort of someone else's words
There's a relief in not having to generate your own wisdom sometimes. You can just borrow a little bit. The quotes on the wheel weren't grand proclamations.They were quiet observations, the kind that feel familiar. They didn't try to fix anything. They just acknowledged the feeling, which was enough.Each spin was a tiny release. A permission slip to feel a little lighter, or a little less alone in a quiet room.How it felt to just receive
I wasn't searching or analyzing. I was just letting a phrase arrive, like a postcard from a calmer version of myself.