Human beings are lonely creatures. We are lonely not because we lack company, but because we cannot truly know another person's interior world.
Haruki Murakami
Your Year of the Unspoken Made Loud. This is the year you stop letting the real meaning drift past in the slipstream of the easier thing to say, and the world gets noticeably more interesting as a result. A conversation you've been circling for months finally lands in June, and the relief is so immediate you'll laugh at how long you waited. Someone else is doing the same circling, watching you, taking notes on your particular brand of nerve. By late summer, a project that began as a small act of translation between what you meant and what you made becomes the clearest work you've ever put your name on. This version of your life asked for exactly this kind of courage to build, and the building is not finished. The best rooms are still ahead of you.