I write it not for reassurance but as proof– a letter to my future self, as fragile as my heart in solitude, writing in this dimly lit room. It’s light enough to crumble in my trembling hands, but its truth and vulnerability defeat my urge to destroy it. So I fold it gently to be ...

The wind speaks to me as my hair dances free, rooting for me to flee toward what makes me glow. The subtle whispers blow, sending shivers as they flow down to my tender spine, awakening the inner spark I had left behind in time, now reclaiming what is mine where my mind and soul align. ...

New chapters in life are both exciting and terrifying. My best friend and I are currently house hunting. I’m thrilled to be getting a house where I don’t have to worry about a lease renewal, and my roommate and I can remodel the house to fit our needs. The next place I move will be ...