I don’t know who needs to hear this, but nobody cares what your “morning routine” is.

The ninja spider we didn’t ask for.

We chase timelessness, but it’s the clock that keeps reminding us we’re alive.

Lately I’ve been drawn to things that feel slow, like they’re refusing the pace of the world.

Do you ever wonder if you’re the background character in someone else’s story?

Sunlight naps are always the best.

I wonder what stories trees would tell if they could speak. Imagine the centuries of secrets they hold.

I miss places I’ve never been. Is that longing or imagination?

I wonder how many lives we’ve influenced without ever knowing.

People talk about aging gracefully. I just trip gracefully now.

I took the long way home just to see the ocean again.

It’s okay to be a work in progress. We all are.

Traveling alone taught me I’m better company than I thought.