Growing Up Without Roots
I always envied people who grew up in the same street, with the same neighbour who watched them grow. Kids who had a bedroom that stayed their bedroom for decades. Kids who didn’t have to learn a new school map every year.
The Valley of Echoes & Saltwater
I grew up in a place that still feels like magic.
The First Morning
I wake up before the sun most days. Not because I have to, but because I like to start before the world makes noise. For me, silence is not empty — it’s medicine. At 53, I have learned that the quiet is where the real answers live.