This post is an experiment.
Most people will like or share the headline without ever reading the words youāre seeing right now. If youāve clicked through, youāre in the minority, and youāre exactly why I still write.
Social media has turned us into skimmers and reactors. But you stopped. You read. That matters. Thank you.
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Empathetic inquisitor. Creative lifer. Bold feeler.
Underneath it all, Iām chasing something more human. I want the work toĀ feel. I donāt care about clever unless itās got heart.
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