One observation.

Last night I couldn't sleep because the company I consult for was sold. My mind went straight to math. How much in the bank, how much in gold, what's the number where I stop worrying. Every number felt temporary. Then the math switched to rescue fantasies. What if someone else solved this for me. Both were doing the same thing: covering a feeling before it could fully form.

One cost.

The hours I spent calculating safety were hours spent avoiding a simpler truth. I'm building something I care about for the first time, and I'm terrified it could be taken away before it becomes real. No spreadsheet resolves that.

One question.

When you calculate what you'd need to feel safe, what is the money actually protecting?

The answer had been in my pocket the whole time. A video of my son saying good night.