Why?
I have never seen life as one continuous story. It has always been fragments. Small memories, fleeting thoughts, questions that stay long after the moment is gone. This space is where I keep them, not because they are finished or polished, but because they matter.
I write to understand. I photograph to remember. I travel to learn. I share to connect. I gather these fragments in the hope that someone else might see themselves reflected in them. This is not the whole of me, but it is true to me.
Reach Out
Fragments connect best when they meet others. Send me a note, whether it is a thought, a question, or a simple hello. I will be on the other side of the form.