What To Wear

I stand in front of my closet unsure what I’m becoming. The rebellious version of myself? The serious one? The guy who just wears jeans and a black shirt and stops overthinking everything.

I’m all of them. But people only see whichever one I put on.

So I kept redesigning the website, swapping the layout like some anxious person who rearranges their furniture when they can’t sit with being still. Not trying to annoy anyone. I just couldn’t figure out which version was actually me. The clean minimal thing or the busy decorated thing. Something always felt wrong so I’d tear it down and rebuild.

Then I went back to the design I’d actually invested real time in. It was simple. It had space to breathe. I remembered Becca saying something once about my recent designs feeling cramped, and I think she was right about that.

I’m trying to just leave it now. Sit with the choice instead of constantly reopening the question. Stop treating my own space like a costume I get tired of wearing.

It’s not enlightenment or anything. It’s just what I’m wearing today. Maybe it sticks this time.