I’ve been circling this space for a while now, wondering what it might become.
For now, I’m thinking of it as a place to write in a slightly different way—more quietly, more directly.
A few times a year, I’ll send a letter like this. Reflections on writing, on grief, on the natural world, and on the slow, often unseen process of becoming.
If you’re here, I’m glad.
—Kim
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