#neoxians

Not in a dramatic way. Not a sudden shift toward grand gestures or bucket list adventures. More quiet than that. More ordinary than that. I was with someone in their last weeks once. Sat with the reality

I catch it sometimes in the middle of ordinary things. Making a mistake at work and the internal response arriving immediately, sharp, unkind, in language i would never use toward someone else in the same

There was a thing i wanted to do for four years before i actually did it. Four years of being almost ready. Of waiting for the right conditions to align. Of accumulating reasons why now was not quite the

I told someone close to me about something i wanted to do once. Something that had been sitting in me for a while, something that genuinely excited me in the rare way that real things do when you allow