You ever sit down to write and suddenly forget how to think? Like, all day, your brain’s been running at a hundred miles an…

You ever feel like you’re living someone else’s life? Like every choice you make isn’t really yours—it’s just the next step on some invisible…

You ever feel like life is moving too fast, but you’re stuck in slow motion? Like you’re supposed to be somewhere by now—further ahead,…

There’s this weird limbo no one really warns you about. The space between the person you used to be and the person you want…

I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to be real. Not in the social media way where people post a picture of…

You ever sit on an idea for so long that it rots? You wanted to do something—write, start a project, fix something in your…

There’s a special kind of frustration in being close but not quite there. In knowing you almost had something—a job, a relationship, a dream—only…

I used to think being alone and being lonely were the same thing. Like, if you weren’t surrounded by people, you were automatically drowning…

There’s a spot just outside town—down by the old train tracks where the junkyard meets the sea. It’s where I go when everything feels…

If you’re reading this, you’ve probably held on to something too long. Maybe it’s a person, a place, a regret, or even a version…