I had a dream. The sky wasn’t normal—suns lined up in a perfect arc. Then two planets collided. One looked like Earth. The moon exploded. I stood frozen, watching it all fall apart. It didn’t feel like a dream.It felt like a warning. In the last two months, I’ve PR’d seven times—- 5K twice.- Half marathon twice.- Marathon.- 10K.- Longest distance ever. (33.8 miles) I’ve lost weight, gained clarity. People I don’t know are reaching out saying I inspire them. But this week? I felt heavy. Not...