I think I need to go offline for a while. Somewhere between blogging, scrolling, creating and constantly thinking about what comes next, I lost track of who I am when nobody’s watching. So I’m logging off a little and trying to find her again.
An honest, slightly unfiltered reflection on wanting to be known—not for fame, but for impact. Written right before my 35th birthday, this piece unpacks legacy, creativity, writing a book, and admitting the quiet hope that maybe something I make will last.
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