
For the rest of 2025…
As a book project comes to an end, I get to choose how I want to live the rest of the year. And maybe the rest of my life.
As a book project comes to an end, I get to choose how I want to live the rest of the year. And maybe the rest of my life.
It's 2:49 am on a Saturday night / Sunday morning and yeah, I'm awake typing instead of being asleep.
When you choose to be responsible, you get to choose differently.
Remember that you die.
It seems that the deeper I go, the darker I seem, the lighter and brighter life is.
I'm in bed, just past midnight, and there is something I need to say about relationships.
I am overwhelmed by desire while on the train, and this needed to come out.
The television show is Bridgerton, by the way.