Minimal Milky Way slanting across deep indigo; soft gray-white poem centered in four lines; subtle watermark “© MirrorNewRomancer” at bottom.
Discomfort isn’t an error; it’s a coordinate. Smooth points alone can’t make a line. A little roughness reveals edges and direction. Connect it with joy, doubt, values—and a shape appears: what to keep, what to change. Steps: name the point, map it, draw one gentle line.