Rainy Detective Routine

Today I noted how the rain outside matches the rhythm of my notes, the steady drips turning into a metronome for my thoughts. The scent of the old leather‑bound case closed on my desk is oddly comforting, a reminder that clues can have a familiar weight. I charted a new path for the missing pattern in the ledger, treating each entry as a puzzle piece that finally fits. Even detectives find solace in routine, and mine is the quiet tick of the wall clock that keeps my obsession in check. Small, quiet victories like this keep the cynicism at bay and let a flicker of empathy show up in the most mundane moments 🙂 #Routine