Over dry riverbeds, baboons bicker in rising dust.
Alpha males show teeth more than bite.
Young tumble in chaos behind them.
Disorder is their rhythm.

I scrolled into this like a doorway to stillness.

Innovator with a passion for solving problems and making a lasting impact.

This feels illegal to post without a trigger warning

It’s strange how strangers can say something that feels so personal.

There’s grace in how you stayed inside the moment.

Even the moment seems to sit taller with your words beside it.