Dear 2025 me,
Go be intentionally foolish. Go be brave. Go be experimental.
And my love, go choose only one thing.
Home
Read MoreDear 2025 me,
Trying to find home in people and purpose
It's 2:49 am on a Saturday night / Sunday morning and yeah, I'm awake typing instead of being asleep.
I got gastric.
And I now have thoughts.
Money and meaning and mooo.
Mooo? It makes sense later, i think.
Financial freedom and scammer lessons
I spent so much money in one day, and here are the lessons I've learned.
When love on the brain brings thoughts, tears, and touchstone topics.
It's a day off and I'm letting my brain loose. So it decides to come back with feelings, memories, and questions I need to ask myself.
What really matters…
is what makes you/me happy, and the people we decide to care for.