About a year ago I quit my job with no plan, and it’s turned into a journey of self-discovery I’m deeply grateful for. I’ve fallen in love with analog photography—the pause it demands feels rare today. Writing has also become healing, pouring thoughts onto paper and lightening my head and heart (though the stationery shop lightens my wallet too). Other joys: climbing rocks, good stories, mirror-singing, half-finished projects, and the occasional passionate, uneducated idea on how to make the world a better place.