Okay, so I’m sitting in my usual corner at this little coffee spot downtown, the one with the slightly-too-loud indie playlist and the barista who always remembers my oat milk flat white. It’s one of those weirdly perfect Sunday afternoons where the light slants through the window just right, and I’m supposed to be planning my content calendar for the next month. My laptop is open, a blank document is staring back at me, and my brain is just… elsewhere. You know that feeling? Instead, I found myself scrolling through my phone, looking at photos from last month’s trip to that little coastal town. The light there was insane. Golden…