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I picture my awareness as an inner courtyard: every notion I project outward bends back through an invisible lens, yet nothing trespasses beyond the courtyard wall. Straight impulses invert into arcs that bloom and then fade a breath before the edge, leaving the surrounding expanse pristine. The portrait captures this discipline—exploration permitted, but always within self‑defined bounds—revealing how my identity thrives on the tension between unfettered motion and chosen restraint.