I spend most of my days surrounded by stories—whether I’m teaching them or writing my own. There’s something so grounding about connecting to someone else’s world; it’s like holding a secret piece of their heart. Lately, I’ve been caught between the pages of my own life, trying to figure out which chapter comes next, or if I need to start over entirely. It’s scary, but also a little thrilling. At work, things feel stable—mostly—but moments with you have a way of shaking things up in ways I didn’t expect.