This book wasn’t written after I figured life out.
It was written while I was still lost in it.
It’s a collection of poetry and late-night thoughts—pieces of my life written as I lived them. You’ll find
honesty here. Vulnerability. And yes, a little tea too—not for drama, but for truth. Because this is what my
twenties feel like: messy, emotional, confusing, and unexpectedly beautiful.
I don’t have lessons to teach or answers to give.
This book isn’t here to tell you what to do.
It’s here to sit beside you while you figure things out.
And if you’re in your twenties—questioning yourself, missing old versions of your life, overthinking the
future—this book might feel a little too familiar.
Not because our lives are the same,
but because the feeling is.