I Thought I’d Become Philosophical

TL;DR: 8-minute read. I wanted to write something deep. Instead, I got tanned, motion sick, existentially bored, and somehow ended up questioning my entire identity. Europe has been fun though (I’m still here, so there’s a decent chance more rambling is on the way). Thanks to GPT for helping me untangle my brain. Oh well,Continue reading “I Thought I’d Become Philosophical”

The Chaos of Becoming

Every day, my soul screams: “OMFG I WANT FUN.” I need structure to thrive, but the moment that structure hardens into a predictable routine, I feel a deep, stomach-wrenching sickness—the kind that seeps into my bones, making me want to fling myself into the most reckless, dopamine-chasing choices just to feel alive again. Five years ago,Continue reading “The Chaos of Becoming”