

The Blank Page
Perhaps we all reach a point where we look in the rearview mirror and realize the detours weren’t really detours.

Luci
2 days ago


Catching Myself
I know what it feels like to be judged. To be misunderstood. To feel the weight of someone else deciding who I am based on a moment they didn’t fully see. I’ve walked through that. Haven’t we all? And if I’m honest, I’ve also looked at someone and thought, What. A. Train Wreck. Not out loud. But it was there. Sometimes it’s even my first reaction. And then I catch myself. Because I remember what it feels like to be seen at my worst and have someone assume that’s my w

Luci
May 28


My Everythings
Life’s greatest gifts rarely require a passport.

Luci
May 21












