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Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to be “on track.”
For a while, it felt tied to some kind of certainty: knowing where I was going, what I was building, and whether it was enough. But I’m starting to see it differently now. It doesn’t have to make sense from the outside. Maybe it’s enough to stay close to what matters, and keep moving toward it in whatever way I can.
It might shift over time, and that’s okay. In some ways, that feels like the point. As long as there’s still a throughline I can come back to, I’ll know I haven’t lost my way.