On the Joy of Handwritten Notes
August 14, 2026
There's something irreplaceable about the act of writing by hand. The friction between
pen and paper, the deliberate pace it forces upon you—it all seems to engage the mind
differently than typing. I've noticed that when I journal or draft ideas longhand,
thoughts emerge that I might otherwise gloss over. The permanence of ink also matters.
You can't unsay what's been written, so there's a weight to each word.
I've started keeping a dedicated notebook for observations and half-formed thoughts.
Some of it is nonsense, sure, but occasionally a small gem emerges—a turn of phrase
worth keeping, or a connection I hadn't made before. It's a slower way of thinking,
and I think I need more of that.
Summer Reading Reflections
July 28, 2026
I finished four books this summer, which is modest by some standards but feels like
an accomplishment given how scattered my attention has been. There's a particular
pleasure in reading during warm months—stretched out on a porch, or in a corner of
the garden where the light filters through leaves. It feels less like work and more
like simply existing alongside these stories.
The books I chose were deliberately lighter fare, though not without substance.
I wanted prose that moved easily, characters I could settle into. There's a time
for dense, demanding reading, but summer called for something gentler. I'm grateful
for the reminder that not every book needs to be a struggle to be worthwhile.
Building This Site
June 10, 2026
I've been thinking about how to make a personal website that feels honest—one that
reflects how I actually spend my time rather than some curated highlight reel. It's
a strange thing, creating a space that's public but small, personal but visible.
There's an intimacy to it that I wasn't expecting.
I wanted the design to be warm but not cluttered, readable but with a bit of character.
Something that feels like stepping into a corner of someone's home rather than walking
into a corporate office. I'm still figuring out what belongs here and what doesn't,
but I think that's part of the process.
On Beginning Again
May 3, 2026
It's easy to be paralyzed by the blank page. I've spent so much time thinking about
what I should write that I've written nothing at all. But I've learned that starting
is more important than knowing where you're going. You can edit a bad sentence. You
can't edit a sentence that doesn't exist.
So here I am, beginning. No grand thesis, no perfectly formed thoughts. Just an
intention to show up regularly and see what emerges. That feels like enough for now.