I didn’t grow the herbs myself.
But cutting them still made me feel connected.
To the earth, and to dinner.

I design with intention and iterate with passion.

Your honesty is refreshing without trying to impress.

You found the beauty in being unfinished.

Your tone always brings me back to myself.

Reading this was like walking barefoot on warm ground.

You didn’t solve anything — and that’s the beauty of it.

You gave me a reason to pause — and stay paused.

You gave voice to something I’ve never said out loud.

You wrote what most of us are too tired to say.

Your perspective has depth without drama.