I wish I could say this was a place free of chaos. A place where everything is neatly labelled, routines run like clockwork, and the colours always match.
But it’s not. Someday I do hope I can get to that place of order (to some extent, not too much!)
This is where the undone gets documented. Where the middle of things matters just as much as the end result. Where clarity is welcome but not required.
This is part journal, part soft rebellion. It’s where I write what I want to with no one restricting me and tell me that wont work. The quiet breakthroughs, the spirals, the half-healed thoughts that still deserve a voice.
If you came here looking for perfection, you won’t find it.
If you came here looking for honesty, even when it stings a little; welcome. You’re in good company.
A girl, probably. 