While cleaning out a storage unit, I found a photo from a life I barely recognize. A life I once lived, and a version of me I no longer am—but still carry somewhere quiet inside.
Author: KP_Kelly
Why Meaningful Words Still Matter
Lately, I’ve noticed something. More and more people are ending conversations with the phrase, “Appreciate you.”Or even shorter—just, “’Preciate you.”Tossed … More
Where the Past Weighs Heavy and the Future Stirs
A life unfolds in fragments, in choices made and opportunities missed, in victories that linger and failures that refuse to … More
The Battle Between Knowing and Doing
We know what we should do, but we don’t always do it. Discipline isn’t about knowing, it’s about action. Maybe the goal isn’t perfection, but catching ourselves a little faster.
Chasing Sunrises and Finding Myself in the Morning
I laugh at people’s morning routines. Social media overflows with them, perfectly curated, impossibly rigid, drenched in self-importance. The 4 … More
The Weight of Time and the Pull of Solitude
I Was Supposed to Be Dead by Now. Six years ago, I wrote the blog post, “Shaking and Alone: My Life … More
Passion, Purpose, and the Space In Between
“Passion is the fire that drives the engine of purpose.” – Seneca I sat in a conference room, surrounded by … More
Where Do My Tears Go?
The other night, I woke up sobbing. This wasn’t just a dream-induced haze—I was physically crying, deeply and uncontrollably. It … More
Undae Reflectionis Ad Litus Spei
Viam Doloris Ambulans, Ut Lucem Potiar Cursu
In Twilight’s Departure, Dawn’s Promises Whisper
At dawn’s approach, upon this stage anew, A venture bold under the sky’s vast hue. With heart abrim, excitement’s vessel … More
Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Pizza 