Hey everyone, Just a small anecdote I wanted to share. Every morning I start my day the same way. I grab my mug, brew my favorite coffee, and take 15 quiet minutes before the chaos begins. It is the one thing I never skip. But today I walked into the kitchen and saw that the bag was empty. Just a few sad beans at the bottom. I forgot to buy more. I felt annoyed right away. I complained to myself that the whole day was already off track. So I put on my shoes and decided to walk to the little cafe nearby. I was upset about having to leave the house and talk to people before my coffee. But once I stepped outside something came over me. The air was cool and fresh. The sunrise painted the sky with pink and orange. My neighbor was out watering his roses and we shared a quick good morning. At the cafe the barista smiled at me. She had a cool galaxy tattoo and we chatted about the weather while she made my drink. Walking back home I realized I was never really mad about the coffee. I was mad that my plan had changed. I hold on so tightly to my routine that even small changes feel like world is gonna end. But that change gave me more than I expected. Fresh air. A sunrise. A kind word from a neighbor. A nice moment with a stranger. My broken routine turned into something better than my usual quiet morning. It made me think. Sometimes the best parts of life show up when our plans fall apart. Maybe the universe is not trying to ruin our day. Maybe it is just asking us to look up. What’s a story where a minor setback opened a door you didn’t see coming?