09/19/2026
If I could meet the younger version of me, I don’t think I’d give him much advice.
I’d just tell him:
You survive it.
You grow.
You build things.
You lose things.
You carry more than you thought you could.
You see parts of the world you once only imagined.
And one day, you stop asking who you’re supposed to be…
and start deciding who you want to become.
Still becoming.
