Why I Write

I write to remember. Not just the stories themselves, but the pauses between them — the questions that rise and linger after the last line is read.

Writing, for me, is a way of listening. To books, to ideas, to the quiet moments that often pass unnoticed. It is a way of tracing the thoughts that might otherwise dissolve.

I don’t write to provide conclusions, but to leave space for reflection. These notes are reminders: that meaning is often found in the in-between, and that words can help us return to what matters.