Okay, so I’m sitting in this little corner cafe, the one with the terrible Wi-Fi but the best oat milk lattes, you know the one. It’s one of those weirdly sunny but crisp Sunday afternoons where you feel both lazy and weirdly productive. I was supposed to be planning my content calendar for next month—a task I usually dread—but instead, I found myself down a rabbit hole, and it was actually… kind of great? It started because my brain just refused to think about Instagram grids. I opened a blank note on my phone, stared at it, and then remembered this thing my friend Maya mentioned last week. She’s a…