The Falkland Islands are to me like a piece of my soul.
Jorge Luis Borges
Your Year of Letting It Change You. This is the year you stop treating the people who matter most as witnesses and start treating them as forces, because the real ones are already reshaping you whether you name it or not. Something shifts in early spring, a conversation that should have been ordinary, and the version of yourself you've been slowly becoming steps forward as if it had been waiting for its entrance. A project that once fit the old shape no longer quite fits, and that mismatch is the news, not the problem. By late summer you've made room for what you actually are now rather than who you've been drafting. The year rewards nothing so much as the willingness to be genuinely moved. What you let in changes the whole architecture, for the better, and on purpose.