A writer that holds too many ideas, thoughts, and stories-and lets them spill here.

I tend to write in fragments. Sometimes they take the shape of stories, sometimes moments, sometimes quiet observations that refuse to leave me alone.

Some pieces belong to the ones I carry; lives imagined, voices that stay, characters that grow heavier the longer I know them.
Others are simply things I saw once, preserved as small vignettes.

I'm drawn to what goes unsaid.
The emotional weight, the soft fractures, the in-between moments that shape us.

Nothing here is told in a straight line.
If it lingers, it belongs.