Dear Void, The feeling of new is in the air. Not certainty. Not abundance. Not even happiness exactly. Hope. A whiff of it. And relief.…
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Moonology for Women Who Refuse to Wilt May 16, 2026 May feels like nature exhaling into color — a full-hearted reminder that growth was happening…
Dear Void, Of course. Of course this is the day I get pulled over. A day where I already do not want to participate. Where…
I carried it with me all day.
And at one point, I thought…if this rock were magic, what would I want it to do?
Void Rock — Day 1 I put a rock in my pocket today. That sentence feels like it should lead to something more meaningful, but…
A short poetic reflection on futility. Not as failure, but as quiet rebellion. On showing up, even when it feels pointless. On still being here.
It’s strange how something as small as an itch can unravel peace. One moment I’m breathing in the night air, the next I’m certain something unseen is crawling beneath my skin. Maybe it’s not about the bugs at all—maybe it’s October’s reminder that even beauty comes with a little discomfort, and that letting go is part of being alive.
A black butterfly outside an office window becomes a reminder of transformation, perception, and wonder—proof that beauty still finds its way into our structured, glass-walled lives.
We tell ourselves we’re special… Chosen. Civilized. Superior. But zoom out far enough and you see it: we’re just somewhat clever animals with thumbs and…
A reflective thought piece on finding personal truth in a chaotic world — for anyone rummaging through meaninglessness and still choosing to stay.