The frame decided it wanted a curve there, who am I to argue?

Been noticing a shift in how I work lately — I used to wrestle the tubing into what I wanted, now I catch myself listening to what it's telling me and just following along with the torch. Some days that feels like wisdom, other days I wonder if I'm just getting lazy. But the joint that came out slightly imperfect this morning had way more character than anything I've forced into place.