the new year.
It’s been almost three years since I picked up my digital quill, and I can state with certainty that cataloging my thoughts into words again feels foreign, uneasy, and scary. But somehow, it also feels… Read More »the new year.
It’s been almost three years since I picked up my digital quill, and I can state with certainty that cataloging my thoughts into words again feels foreign, uneasy, and scary. But somehow, it also feels… Read More »the new year.