Someday

Someday, I want to eat my way around the world

No itinerary, no highlights reel — just wandering into a city and ordering something I can't read off the menu. I think food is the most honest way into a place.

Someday, I want slow mornings to be normal

Coffee, a window, whatever book I'm halfway through. Just one hour that belongs to nobody before the day starts.

Someday, I want to live near the ocean for a while

Not a holiday — actually long enough that it stops feeling like a treat. I've always felt calmer near water, and I want to find out what I'm like when that's just everyday life.

Someday, I want to cook proper meals for the people I love

Not for a special occasion — regularly, unhurriedly, with music on. A full table, good food, people I love. That image feels like a version of happiness I really want.

Someday, I want to build something just because it's fun

Something small and self-contained, with no process between me and the problem. Maybe it helps one person. Maybe someone drops a thank you in a GitHub issue one random afternoon — that would be enough.

Someday, I want to give back to where I came from

The people and places that shaped me invested in me before I'd done anything worth investing in. I carry that, and I want to repay it deliberately — not as an afterthought once everything else is figured out.

Someday, I want to go properly offline for a stretch

Long enough to get bored in the old way — the kind of boredom that eventually turns into something. I have a feeling I'd come back knowing myself a little better.

Someday, I want money to stop being the loudest voice in the room

Not a number — just enough to make choices freely. Say no to something lucrative because it doesn't feel right. That's the whole thing.

Someday, I want to go really deep on something technical

I've moved fast and covered a lot of ground, and I'm glad for it. But I want to pick a few areas and go all the way down — not for a résumé, just to know what real depth feels like.