Passing thoughts from mind to print.

In a world of memes, reels, and lyrics, I collect fleeting thoughts that loop like a skipping record, narrating emotional concepts that ripple through the nervous system.

Snow-capped Matterhorn peak under a blue sky with diagonal white jet contrails.

It is written that one can say to the mountain, “Move from here to there,” and it will move. I have tried time and time again, only to reckon that this mountain is yours. As much as I want this mountain to move, I cannot want it for the both of us. I cannot want it more than you.

There is a thin line between love and hate, help and enabling. The anatomy of enabling is a very specific line: compassion and assumed responsibility.

With a heavy heart, I have come to realize it is not the mountain that needs to move, but me.


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