This is my bedroom dresser--the place where everything ends up at the end of the day. Pockets emptied. Thoughts loosened. Pieces of myself set down without much sorting. Nothing here is polished for perfromance; it's here because it followed me home. This space is about getting to know me in a personal yet impersonal way. The ins and outs. The small habits, the lingering questions, the moments I don't know what to do with yet. What's it like to be me--not as a highlight reel, but as a living, unfinished thing. From this point forward, I'm documenting life as it happens. Photographs, Music, Poetry, fragments, and whatever elses insits on being kept. This is a jornal, a diary, a scrapbook-less about answers, more about paying attention. Thank you for being here. I hope you learn something, even if it's only how someone else carries their days..