Thirty days. Fifteen voices. Thirty ways of naming what lingers after the noise fades.
When I started this, I thought I was curating a series. What actually happened was a chorus. Friends, family, e-friends, people I’ve hugged in person and others I’ve only known through screens, you showed up and left pieces of yourselves here. And now this page hums with all of it…
Read MoreSometimes it’s not the words we remember, but the pauses. The stillness at the dinner table after someone’s gone, the quiet in a car ride where we once filled the air with laughter. Silence is not empty, it holds memory like a container.
Read MoreLately, I’ve been releasing the need to convince, explain, or defend. Not because I don’t care but because I care differently. With less friction. Less fight. Fewer antipathies. There was a time when every misunderstanding felt like a challenge. A cue to clarify. A reason to prove I’m thoughtful, considerate, grounded, whole.
But now?
Read MoreAs a homebody, people often assume that I am boring or unadventurous, but that's not the case. Just last weekend I went on an adventure. I left my apartment at 7:00 AM and by 7:30 AM, I had spent a hundred dollars easily. I enjoy being at home because everything is paid for, including food, internet, drinks, water, and electricity…
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