A flamingo isn't born pink.
The color comes entirely from what it eats — carotenoid pigments in shrimp and algae, absorbed over time, showing up gradually in the feathers. Change the diet and the color fades. But here's what doesn't change: the bird. The posture, the balance, the way it stands on one leg in the middle of a crowded marsh like it has nowhere more important to be. None of that came from the shrimp.
You've borrowed things too. Confidence from a relationship that ended. Identity from a job that changed. A version of yourself that ran on circumstances that don't exist anymore.
The circumstances were the color. You were always the bird.
Whatever you borrowed that's gone now — it lit you up for a season and that was real. But the structure underneath it? The part that's still standing?
You built that yourself.
borrowed the color. built the rest myself.
Wear Your Reminder Daily.