THOUGHTS

Sometimes I feel like once I've decided who I am, I'm supposed to stay that way forever.

But people aren't files that get saved once and never edited again. Maybe changing my mind doesn't mean I was wrong before.

Maybe it just means I learned something.

It's strange that we can know so much about people we've never met.

Someone can leave a tiny piece of themselves online and years later somebody else finds it.

I like the idea that the internet can become a collection of little ghosts of who we used to be.

I spend a lot of time thinking that everything needs to be finished before it can be meaningful.

A website doesn't need every page. A drawing doesn't need to be perfect. A thought doesn't need a conclusion.

Sometimes leaving something unfinished is just another way of letting it exist.

I think people underestimate how much small things can affect a day.

A song at the right moment. Someone remembering something you said. Finding a website that looks exactly like something from your childhood.

Tiny things don't have to be important to be worth remembering.

Sometimes I catch myself trying to solve feelings like they're technical problems.

Find the bug. Identify the cause. Apply the fix.

Maybe some things aren't broken. Maybe they're just feelings that need somewhere to exist.