2026

I’m hoping for a gentle year.

With less transformation and more transparency.

Asking for more help.

Eating fewer meals in my car.

Stifling the inner critic.

Searching for more unspectacular moments.

Trading ambition for peace.

Staying curious.

Staying alive to the possibility.

Staying.

No sledgehammer on love’s door.

I’m hoping for a gentle year.

A slowed pace.

A peaceful acceptance of the things I cannot change.

With more quiet.

More contemplation.

Fewer explanations.

I’m hoping for a gentle year.

A faraday cage for my mind.

A body with forward inertia.

A night’s rest.

No more, no less.