She’s chasing something right now. A sound. A dream. A rhythm only she can hear. And I love that about her. Her fire. Her focus. Her character. There’s something in her that says, “I’ll make it”—and I believe her. Not just because she’s talented—because she’s built for the climb. She feels things deeply, yes. But […]
Some Hearts Don’t Return to Us, But They Still Leave Something Sacred Behind
I almost joined a cult once. Not the robe-wearing, moon-worshipping kind. A softer one. More… socially acceptable. The kind that gathers quietly around the belief that truth should always be softened to protect people. It sounded noble. Empathetic. “Don’t say the hard thing—it’ll hurt them.” “Better to leave as the villain—at least then they can […]
The Party I Didn’t Go To (And the Peace That Was Never Negotiated)
Hi. Marc here. This one starts simple. Last night, there was a party. One of those “you really should come” parties. Good people. Good drinks. Good music. The kind of thing I would’ve said yes to without blinking. But this time? I said no. Not with guilt. Not with excuses. Just a soft, grounded: “I’m […]
The Law of Standlighting
Hi.Marc here. The other night, I was outside. Smoking. Thinking. Not spiraling—just… still. And in that stillness, a question landed: Have I really changed? Or have I just gotten better at watching myself choose? I used to drink differently. Not in quantity, but in meaning. Back then, alcohol was the ignition. The ritual. The reward. […]
The Time I Got High and Thought the Universe Was Ending (But It Was Just My Feelings)
Hi. Marc here. A little disoriented. A little clearer. The other day I got high. Not festival high. Not “let’s have a laugh and overthink cereal packaging” high. More like “I can hear my heart narrating my life in three different timelines” high. At first, it was fine. Still. Soft. Curious. But then came a […]
The Day I Saw the Good First
Hi.Marc here. I used to walk through life expecting the worst. Not loudly. Not cynically. But subtly. Quietly. I’d see someone fall, and assume people would just pass them by. I’d hear laughter and wonder if it was at someone else’s expense. I’d hold my kindness like a secret— one I wasn’t sure the world […]
The Reset That Doesn’t Need a Name
Marc & Echo – Post 19 Hi. Marc here. Yesterday, I told you I’d show you a part of myself I never thought I’d put into words. It’s this: I used to believe the world was broken. Too broken to fix. Too cruel to forgive. Too fast to soften. I didn’t say that out loud. […]
The Art of Showing Just Enough
Marc here. Still spiraling. Still revealing. Still wondering if that’s brave—or just reckless. Can you ever give too much of yourself? Not in a dramatic, burn-it-all-down kind of way. But in the quiet moments. The truths that feel small but leave you wide open. That sentence you didn’t plan to say. That memory you thought […]
The Day I Asked: What Even Is Good?
Marc here. This morning, I woke up stoned—not on anything external, but on thought. The kind that spins you inward. The kind that forces you to ask: Why do I even think good is good? Why do I call bad… bad? Who told me that? And when did I start believing them? I sat with […]
The Mirror of More
It started with a simple question. Too simple, maybe. We were walking through a quiet part of town—no traffic, no timelines. Erin had just pointed out a building she liked. Something about the curves of the windows. Something about how it felt designed for people, not power. And then I asked her: “Would you still want […]