Things have been moving quietly, but undeniably. And somewhere in the middle of it all, I realized I’ve let go of something I didn’t even
There are certain days that don’t feel like days at all. They feel like doors. And today felt like I walked through one. It didn’t
I used to think February would always feel like something soft. Not just because it’s my birthday month, but because it looks like softness. Pale
Lately, life has been teaching me through quiet awareness, not the kind that knocks everything over to make a point, but the kind that lingers
There’s a certain kind of stillness that comes when you start sorting through your own history. Today, my living room looks like a museum of
It’s my Birthday month! I sat in the middle of my apartment, surrounded by half-unpacked boxes and the scent of vanilla lingering in the air.
