Parched Passion and Broken Brakes! It doesn't have to be perfect. The colors of tomorrow chosen by my clumsy self

I am participating in the 27th Harumaga Campaign for the "Thumbnail Championship 2026" hosted by Haru-san!! Thank you for your support.

You surely have moments like this too, don't you?

The moment a session begins and the other person nods, saying, "Yes, exactly that!"

My brakes just shatter with a crash!

"I want to reach this person even more."

"I want to break down the walls together."

Such feelings overflow, and the words won't stop.

I even end up talking about premium-level know-how naturally.

At that moment, strategy and monetization aren't even in the corner of my mind.

I glance at the clock and realize an hour has passed.

The other person leaves with a refreshed smile, saying, "I'll try it starting tomorrow!"

What remains is a mountain of my own work and a throat as dry as a desert.

Ah, I feel like I've overdone it again, and I gulp down some water.

It tastes like a mix of self-pity and a little bit of warmth.

At those times, it seems I am always a little far from the correct answers of efficiency and automation.

It is precisely because I am like this that I realized something.

Let's use AI not as a tool to write for us, but as a gentle mirror that reflects ourselves.

I will have AI calmly observe the sweetness of my good-natured self, who tends to get too enthusiastic.

"Is that kindness perhaps stopping the other person's progress?"

"Are those words reaching their heart, or are they just talking to yourself?"

It stings a little to hear, but it feels comfortable.

Because that cold-heartedness turns my passion into a light that gently moves someone else.

I don't need pretty words. Let's draw crooked lines together.

I won't say it's okay to stay clumsy anymore.

Let's end the days of just watching from the sidelines while staying clumsy and losing out.

I'm sure I'll keep giving too much of myself from now on, too.

I'll keep parching my throat.

Being able to control things, or not being able to, is also one of life's pleasures.

That unexpected kindness is my body temperature.

It doesn't have to be smart.

It's okay to be bad at navigating the world.

I want to shape my own colors together with you, who feels the same thirst.

Thank you for reading until the end.

Is your throat a little dry?

Why don't you join me in gently turning that heat into value?

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