
I design systems that feel like stories.
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Beneath ice shelves, narwhals passed like questions Their horns pointed not forward—but inward I didn’t understand, and that felt right
Amid moonlit leaves, tree frogs pulsed glow Their skin caught stars We glowed just watching
Around our boots, beetles marched with stubborn focus Each step a commitment to purpose Smallness never meant insignificance
Just got back from my solo hike in the mountains. There's something magical about being surrounded by nature's beauty, alone with my thoughts and the sound of the wind.