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That is why not everyone who seems quiet is at peace.

Some things are easier to write than to live.

But I was most myself when I was alone.

Their presence doesn't take up much space. That much is certain. But you know. If they leave, their absence will fill the entire house.

Sleep asks for surrender. Every night.

There are some people you feel yourself getting closer to without really knowing why.

Sometimes life starts before the sun rises. Responsibilities knock on the door early.

I write a ton of things, but can't name any of it. You title everything before you even begin.

Not a declaration of arrival. A record of movement — of languages, losses, and an identity still taking shape.