Writing

On power lines, patterns, and finally reading the signs. It took more than a decade to understand it was never really about just one person.

On romantic love, worthiness, and the song I was most afraid to write. Every line felt like pulling my heart out of my chest and slamming it onto the page.

On anxiety, mountaintops, and learning to be present in the good. I almost didn’t write a third song. I’m glad something changed my mind.

On California, the waves that pulled me back, and learning not to fight the current. I moved seven times before I finished elementary school. It took me a long time to understand what that did to me.

On music, my dad, and the song I didn’t know I needed to write. I have four songs in the world, with a fifth on the way. Each one has a story I’ve never fully told in writing — until now.