Every crossing leaves something in us we can’t always name. I 📷 capture it, 🫒 root it, 🪂 free it - for me & you.
This is my garden. I document the life I’m living, the projects I’m building, and the events I take part in. What I notice along the way becomes writing - and, often, a letter to my younger brother:
Ship the half-thing. Sign your name to it. The embarrassment you’re bracing for weighs less than the version of you that stayed in drafts. Start. I’ll cover for you.