Purpose is the tinder. Passion sparks the flame.

My gateway drug

Put on the red light

Alone at the end of the world

A postcard from Edinburgh

I came. I saw. I ate all the pastries.

If you're reading this, I'm already gone

Where the wild things are

Undone bobs, Costa Rica shrimp, and a guidebook haul

Entering my try-hard era

Setting the mood board

Snacking cakes, grandma pizza, and catio plans