Last year, during an insomnia-fueled 3 AM session, I opened my GitHub and started doing something no developer should ever do at that hour: browsing abandoned repositories. Twenty-three. All private. All mine. The oldest was from 2021: a machine learning trading bot that was going to "change my financial situation." It lasted 4 commits and a requirements.txt pinned to a TensorFlow version that no longer exists. The most recent — just three months old — was a course platform for Latin American developers. That one had momentum: 87 commits, full Figma designs, a registered domain. But it died too, halfway there, without a single user seeing it. I didn't sleep that night. Not from guilt — from vertigo. How many hours of my life were buried in those repos? And what had I actually built with all that effort? The answer kept me up longer than the afternoon coffee. The Real Problem Isn't Discipline When we talk about abandoned projects, the conversation usually goes straight to a lack of discipline.…