08/18/2026
When I was younger, I could imagine my 20s. Eventually, I could imagine my 30s and 40s.
But I never really imagined what life beyond that would look like.
And maybe that’s the beautiful part.
There’s no picture in my head that I have to live up to. No version of this chapter that was already written for me.
I get to write it as I go.
To keep becoming.
To stay curious.
To change my mind.
To want new things.
To peacefully design a life as expansive as my imagination allows.
I’m finding there’s something incredibly freeing about reaching a chapter you never imagined.
You get to decide what happens next.
