Work ethic as love language. Dreams with receipts.
You dream with a spreadsheet open. Work is how you love — showing up, grinding, building the thing brick by brick while everyone else wishes on stars. You don't trust luck; you trust the hours you put in. But the Eye sees what you keep forgetting: you built all those receipts to prove your worth to people who'd have loved you without a single one of them. Rest is allowed to be part of the plan too.
Get your read — free on iPhoneWho you're really building all those receipts for.