Still magical, still messy
There’s something exhilarating about returning to the same piece of media at different stages of your life. The story itself may not change, but you do—and so do the moments, characters, and ideas that stay with you. What resonates at fourteen can feel entirely different at twenty-five, or even thirty, because life reshapes the way…
Hello, world (for the nth time)
How many times have I tried to start a journal? I’ve lost count. Whether private or public, I never seem to follow through. I’ve started online journals more than once, only to abandon them after a few months. I own plenty of notebooks I could use as private journals, but whenever I write in one,…
