We crouched as a porcupine shuffled past, slow and deliberate
Its quills bristled but never touched us
Warning doesn’t always need to be loud

Design is how I translate ideas into experiences.

I thought I was the only one! Every comment here is a poem in itself.

I needed this more than I thought. It’s rare to feel so much from so little.

There’s something sacred about these words. The woods would applaud this.

Passionate about building connections and creating solutions that inspire change.

Every sentence you write is a small world. Saved this to read again tomorrow morning.