I write to remember, to forget, and to understand. My words are drawn from the quiet spaces between experiences—grief, wonder, solitude, transformation. I don’t chase perfection, only honesty. What I share here is not polished performance, but raw reflection, carefully placed like stones along an unseen path. This is where I turn pain into something that breathes. I believe writing can mend the fractures we carry, if we’re brave enough to look at them. These are fragments of me—open to interpretation, never explained. If something here lingers with you, then maybe it was meant to.