3am thoughts & threads
There are people who walk through this world with a kind of cool that can’t be manufactured. My brother Jimmy was one of them. He once told me he was always trying to catch up to me. I was almost two years older than him—just 25 days short of that. But in so many ways,... Continue Reading →
Gravity & Grace —a dream I am wings now.Not broken, not borrowed—but born from the acheof becoming. You reach for me,not to hold,but to steady the breezeas I take first flight. We entangle in wonder,not to vanish,but to deepenthe shape of who we are. You embrace menot to contain,but to witnesswhat flies freelywhen love doesn't... Continue Reading →
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