Perfectionism

My handwriting wasn’t born. It was built — from architects, artists, and animators I admired, one borrowed detail at a time.

The marks of wear aren’t damage — they’re proof of use, of care, of craft. Every defect gets respect.

That awful swirl of excitement, embarrassment, and regret after you share something? That's the Cringe. It sucks. But, it means you showed up. You did the thing. Keep going.

Who am I? Who am I to tell people what to do?

It doesn't matter if it's good right now. It just needs to exist.

Use a pen, not a pencil. Make a mistake? Scratch it out. Live with it. Move on.