I Deposited My Life
The moment you realize you traded your life for titles, plaques and a paycheck; and what it feels like to walk away.
The moment you realize you traded your life for titles, plaques and a paycheck; and what it feels like to walk away.
The question that lingers when you realize your life is being shaped by everything you’re afraid to do.
What if darkness isn’t the enemy but the origin of everything worth becoming?
An ordinary evening that quietly becomes something you don’t want to end. And why those moments matter most.
The kind of quiet that settles in when the week finally lets go and earth reminds you to breathe again.
What it feels like to finally walk away from a place that never valued what you brought to it.
That unsettled feeling when something’s off and you can’t name it. A poem about the self we haven’t yet met.
One of those moments that makes you wonder who really has it harder, the vagabond or you?
That moment when staying comfortable feels easier than moving. And why comfort is sometimes the most dangerous place to live.
A reminder you didn’t know you needed today that the person you’re waiting for is already here.