“You just need to meet yourself there.”

One of one.

Drawn in the hours when everything felt too much and not enough at the same time.

A woman mid-becoming — line by line — until the paper carried what words never could.

Hand-signed, dated, and accompanied by a handwritten letter from me to you plus a signed Certificate of Authenticity.

Some days feel like static in your skin.

Like your body’s present, but your self is paused.

This piece was born in that heavy in-between,

the “ugh” we rarely talk about.

You don’t need to snap out of it.

You just need to meet yourself there.

Welcome