i listen, when i caramelise my onions.
i watch them brown and break down.
i add water, should they need a little more.
and i’ll never rush their pace.

reading the Lidl weekly magazine just stood up in front of the fire

inspired by life of the north, forest over the meadow, and deer on the trail.

walk on.

It’s been some time since I wrote in, though I’ve been living behind the scenes, scribbling in my notebooks when I can. Life has been beautiful, colourful, and bright.

I’ve taken the liberty of archiving all of my previous entries, though I stopped writing in at some point in early 2023; after my own winter of discontent… Despite it I met my love, and I no longer expressed myself to the intrinsic blue. For what I made this place for, it has been formidable. What’s next I don’t yet know.

I believe in reflection for refinement, and I will always choose the present over my past.

2025 brings a new chapter to my life, and I hope to make myself proud. Happy New Year.

J.