Everything felt urgent. Every silence, every delay, every unread message—it all carried weight it didn’t deserve. I’d tricked myself into believing that my peace was sitting on the other end of an email or a perfectly worded reply. It was a full-time job—this obsession with controlling the uncontrollable. I wasn’t trying to understand. I was trying to rewrite reality so it matched the script I’d been clinging to. The one where things made sense. The one where I always got the ending I wanted, if I worked hard enough for it. But life isn’t …
She Let the World Be Loud, and Stayed Quiet Inside
I kept refreshing the shipping status on a package like it might heal something in me. Kept checking my phone in case a text arrived that would unclench my chest. Kept watching the news, thinking maybe this time they'd say something that made it all feel less uncertain. None of it ever worked. But I kept trying. Like maybe control was just a stronger version of vigilance. It’s weird how we convince ourselves that our lives are on pause until the outside world agrees to calm down. That peace will arrive with better timing, better …
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The Day the Universe Slipped Inside Her
No one else saw it happen.Not the barista who handed her a lukewarm oat milk latte. Not the man at the crosswalk arguing with his phone. Not even the friend who texted her something vaguely supportive and signed off with a sunflower emoji. But inside her chest—quietly, completely—everything ruptured. It didn’t arrive with drama. No meltdown. No thunderclap. Just a shift. The kind that moves in silence and doesn’t ask permission. She called it the quiet rupture. It was like the lining of her life had torn open from the inside, gently …
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Why Chasing “Success” Leaves Us Empty (And What to Do Instead)
When people talk about success, the words that usually come up are predictable: money, power, influence, status. Shiny stuff. The kind of things that get you applause in rooms full of people who don’t actually know you. And for a while, I nodded along. That’s what we were told, right? Work hard, climb the ladder, get the title, the house, the lifestyle. But here’s the uncomfortable truth I had to stare down: you can check all the boxes and still feel completely hollow. There’s this subtle ache that creeps in when you do everything “right” …
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What They Don’t Tell You About Being the First Designer
When Bramble—a tiny, pre-seed climate fintech startup—hired Mira, there was no “design org.” No onboarding. No system. No existing anything. There was just Mira. One designer. One product with more bugs than logic. One request from the founder:“Can you make it feel like we know what we’re doing?” She was given a Figma login, a Notion doc filled with contradictions, and a terrifying amount of freedom. And it was electric. In those early months, Mira moved fast. Not the “move fast and break things” kind—this was quieter, more …
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The Man Who Stayed Late at Work
A Short story By the time the last intern left and the lights dimmed themselves into a soft hum, he was still there. At his desk. Staring at a spreadsheet that hadn’t changed in hours. The cursor blinked like it was waiting for him to confess something. He didn’t. To the untrained eye, he looked committed. Focused. Maybe even indispensable. But those who knew him—really knew him—would recognize the signs. The loosened tie, the untouched reheat of dinner, the three draft emails that would never be sent. Home was only twenty minutes …