Personal Essays
Pen and ink is where I come to ask real questions — the kind that sneak up on you while watching someone decorate an entry way on YouTube or eating a mango too slowly.
Not questions with perfect answers, but the kind that open something.
Why does happiness feel so fragile sometimes?
What makes a choice good? Does good even exist?
Am I meant to live a fun and carefree life? If so, why are people trying so hard to make it difficult?
How do I know when I'm choosing from truth, not fear?
I’m not here to be right.
I’m here to be honest. To pay attention. To live a little closer to the soft edge of things.
These essays aren’t polished takes — they’re moments. Quiet openings.
Sometimes soft, sometimes sharp, always written from the inside out.
If you like your philosophy dipped in sensuality, served with a side of lived experience, and gently rebellious in tone… you’re in the right place.

living a happy life isn’t about performing, pleasing, or ticking off a checklist created by anyone else. It’s not about chasing likes, climbing ladders, or pretending you have it all figured out (spoiler alert: no one really does). Instead, it’s about being — but not in the static, breath-holding, “just relax” kind of way that feels impossible. More like the kind of being that happens when you’re doing the things that make you forget you’re even doing anything at all.
Excerpt from What Does it Mean to Live a Happy Life
Personal Essays | Meditations | Thoughts
Happiness. Love. Joy. Pleasure