What I Didn't Do This Week Is...
Write. Sorry about that. (Well, I did, but I'm not happy with it. If it's not ready, it's not ready.)
Write. Sorry about that. (Well, I did, but I'm not happy with it. If it's not ready, it's not ready.)
Do you know the feeling when everything just doesn't work? When there seems like something clogs the gears of life? I had such a week. New beginnings are always a little weird. Saying goodbye to 2025 and embracing 2026 is a change nonetheless. One can't help
Quick one today. Perfect to finish the weirdest (and best) year of my life. My 2025 was like if hope and despair had an ugly, yet beautifully romantic love child. It all began a little earlier than January. In September 2024, I decided to quit my job and do what
This is going to be a chaos of a text, so buckle up. I don’t have much to say this week, but this one realization: let more joy come into your life. But how do you do that? From first-hand experience, thinking harder is not the answer. It’s
An Evening to Remember Noises. Noises everywhere. Sweat is running down my forehead while I’m trying to hide my jittery hands in the pockets of my suit. The auditorium holds an impressive number of people. Too many for my taste this evening. Bolting for the door is impossible now.