Wind and light
Published on the 14 of February 2025
Life has a way of bending when you least expect it.
It’s been a year since I last wrote about the noise in my head. Back then, I fell—hard—and spent months relearning how to stand. My thoughts felt like scattered leaves.
But lately, I’ve noticed the wind again. Not the kind that knocks you down, but the sort that nudges you onward. Light follows, soft and insistent.
codin’ cod is where I’ve anchored myself. It’s equal parts chaos and joy—a project that hums with possibility. To those who’ve joined me: your support feels like a steadying hand in the dark. (And to those who drop by my streams: you’re the reason I keep showing up.)
Meanwhile, real life piles up. Bills, chores, adult things. I dodge them, burying myself in code instead. It’s easier to chase pixels than fix what’s broken.
Then came the job loss. “Financial reasons,” they said. But I knew the truth: a ship steered into rocks by distrust and micromanagement. I’ll miss the crew—the jokes, the shared sighs over coffee. The job itself? A weight I’m ready to shed.
Now I’m stretching toward what’s next. Letting the wind push me toward cracks of light. Branching out, even if the ground feels uncertain.
Thank you for the voices that remind me I’m not howling into emptiness. (We all need someone to say, “Keep going.”)
Life’s still strange. Thank you for the help. Life is hard alone.
Probably my favorite music quote of all time: “It’s funny how the music put times in perspective; Add a soundtrack to your life and perfect it”.