Stephen Covey said something that rewired my brain: "The enemy of the best is the good." Read that again. The enemy of the BEST is the GOOD. Not the bad. The good. Because we reject bad. Obviously. But we accept good. We settle for good. And in doing so, we block the best. Your education was good. It taught you to read, write, calculate. But did it teach you to think? To question? To see patterns? Or did it teach you to memorise, perform, and comply? Good. Not best. Your job is good. It pays the bills. Gives you security. But does it use your actual talents? Does it make you feel alive? Or does it just keep you busy enough not to think too hard? Good. Not best. We're surrounded by "good enough. " And because it's good, we don't question it. We don't reach for better. We don't create space for best. The problem? You can't add to an already full vessel without making a mess. If your life is full of "good," there's no room for "best." What "good" thing in your life is blocking your "best"?

I want to start with a question. And I need you to answer honestly, even if it sounds weird. Do you ever feel incomplete? Not broken. Not damaged. Not depressed. Just... incomplete. Like there's a piece missing. Or maybe not missing. Maybe covered over. Buried. Forgotten. You've done everything "right. " Got the education. Got the business. Got the job. Got the relationship (or trying). Made money. Achieved things. But there's still this sense that something's not quite there. And you can't name it. Can't point to it. Can't explain it to anyone else because they'd think you're ungrateful or confused or having a crisis. But it's there. Quiet. Persistent. This feeling that says: "There's more. You're more. You've just forgotten." Do you feel it? Drop a comment. Even if it's just "yes. " I want to know if I'm alone in this or if this feeling ismore common than we admit.

Think back to when you were a kid. 6, 7, 8 years old. You asked "why" constantly. Why is the sky blue? Why do we have to go to school? Why can't I do it my way? Why, why, why. And at some point, someone shut you down. "Stop asking so many questions." "Just do as you're told." "That's not how things work." "You'll understand when you're older." Except you got older. And you still don't understand. You just stopped asking. I remember the exact moment I learned that curiosity was dangerous. I was 11. Asked my teacher why we had to memorise dates instead of understanding patterns. She said, "Because that's what's on the exam. If you want to pass, you learn what I teach you." That's when I learned: Questions make you a problem. Compliance makes you successful. When did YOU stop asking why? What question did you ask that got you shut down? Drop it in the comments. Let's remember what we were curious about before we learned not to be.