2026 is the year of drinking my life slowly, savoring its texture and flavor notes, closing my eyes to remember this meal forever. feeling the wood grain of the table under my hands, hearing the song playing at the restaurant, savoring the smell of each course, and listening to the bubbles pop in my glass.

is it because everything is perfect or even okay? nope. very many things are very much not okay.

but the hard and the heavy and the scary things are all the more reason to chase joy as a sacred act of rebellion.

that’s what I’m here for.