There’s a piece of writing I’ve always loved: people come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.
A reason. It’s to meet a need. To hold out a hand when you’re stumbling, to share a resource, to offer the right word at the right time. Those moments change you, even if they’re brief.

I’m a creature of rhythm at home—early mornings, clean living, tea ceremony, same coffee shop, same mat. When I travel, I do the same, landing somewhere and building a little life, then mixing it with art, friends, nature, and night life. I travel slow, living as I do at home, just in a new place.