

Trying to figure out if I’m looking at a stack of rocks or my attempts at adulting – carefully piled up and hoping it doesn’t topple over with the slightest breeze. Each rock is like a lesson I’ve ‘unofficially’ gathered. It’s a funny reminder that growth is all about balancing what we learn, one wobbly layer at a time, and occasionally standing back to admire the precarious masterpiece we’ve built. Who knew a pile of rocks could be so philosophical... or at least a solid attempt at it!