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A mountaintop in Maine, chamomile tea, and three hours of doing nothing — and why the days with no plan are the ones that stay with you longest.

A trail, a breathtaking harbor town, lobster rolls — and then, completely out of nowhere, a bonfire that lasted until sunrise.

I flew in during a storm, got lost on a dirt road with a creepy man at the end of it, and somehow ended the night lying under the Milky Way on top of a mountain.

A love letter to the friend who showed up with chocolate hummus, stayed through the hard parts, and chose me without needing a reason.

I stopped, turned back, argued with myself, and then kept going anyway. What I found around the bend made every almost-quit worth it.

From my dad’s old computer in 7th grade to the front row in Atlanta — I finally made it to the Green Day concert, and it hit exactly as hard as 13-year-old me always knew it would.

A night that ended at 6am, a parking lot where I drove 5 miles an hour, and the friend I lost this week — this one is for William.

December 2019, New York City, dead phone, wrong friends, and a girl who owed me nothing but walked me home anyway — this one changed how I move through the world.

The girl who joined the astronomy club in 6th grade and dreamed of space finally stood three miles from a rocket at 3:27 AM — and watched it go up.

Lost luggage, laser stages, a sunset Alesso set, and the moment I finally understood why my brother loves this so much — EDC Orlando changed something.