A half-baked artsy youth from the South, with a soft spot for the dark humor tucked inside everyday life. A quiet chatterbox, I prefer to lay out my inner world through words rather than speech. I’ve wandered through all sorts of startups — seen them rise and fall. I’ve worked late into the night under the never-sleeping lights of big cities, experienced backstabbing politics in the system, and also spent a year living and working in a quiet village nestled in the mountains. I’ve been searching for a lifelong calling, only to stumble again and again. In the end, I realized: writing is the invisible bridge between me and the world. So I’ve decided to put down what I think and feel about life, and the stories too heavy for my head to hold — stories that are already fading — write them out, lay down the burdens, and keep moving forward.