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My liver’s perfect. My kidneys are divine. My glucose is… a little dramatic. We’re waiting on more tests. And I’m being very brave about it.

sometimes i wonder how many versions of myself i’ve outgrown without even noticing. i look back at old photos and remember the thoughts i used to carry, the dreams i thought would save me. it’s strange how you can live inside yourself every day and still not realize you’re evolving. it’s only when you look back that you realize how far you’ve come, how many lives you’ve already lived in the same skin.

Sometimes I fantasize about disappearing.

Not dying.

Just logging off.

Getting a job no one cares about.

Growing tomatoes.

Writing poems in the margins of a notebook no one reads.

Not as a failure.

But as a kind of freedom.

We were meant to create not to consume. That's why we are sad when we do nothing.

It’s honestly pretty sad when you think about it.

There are people out there who spend their time focused on me — picking apart everything I say and do online.

Not working on their dreams.

Not building anything of their own.

Just sitting there, criticizing someone who’s actually out here trying.

I don’t say this out of anger.