I used to be a ghost in my own life. I was physically present, sure, but my mind was always somewhere else. I was either replaying a conversation from yesterday, a conversation I had already analyzed a thousand times, or I was planning for a future that hadn't even happened yet. My to-do lists stretched for miles, and my mind was a cluttered mess of "what-ifs" and "should-haves." I was living in a constant state of anxiety, and I barely noticed the world happening around me. The beautiful sunset on my walk home? I was too busy checking my phone for work emails. The taste of my morning coffee? I chugged it down while scrolling through my social media feed. The laughter of my family during dinner? It was just background noise to my internal monologue of worry. I was so focused on what was next that I was missing what was now. This constant mental time-travel was exhausting. It left me feeling disconnected, stressed, and completely unfulfilled. I knew s...