Life slips the moment you think you’ve held it right. Just when it starts making sense, it turns…quiet, sudden and leaves you somewhere unplanned. Maybe that’s the beauty of it.

I’ve never trusted the obvious. The world they hand you feels too finished, too clean, too edited. Mine isn’t like that….it bleeds, it shifts, it shows up in colors I can’t always name. I see things my way, feel them before I understand them.

Maybe I won’t have answers at the end.
But whatever I find….will be mine.