journal: transition
I haven’t known what to post lately. Every glimpse I would normally share seems inauthentic because everything is so transitional right now… so fluid. If I fill a tablespoon from the Pacific, is it fair to tell you that it is ocean? It is, and it isn’t. I am, and I’m not. There is a lot of emptiness in my spoon ofsaltwater, a lot of … Continue reading journal: transition