The Late Bloomer

Here we are—November 1st, 2025—and the garden that my Mother and I planted earlier this year looks better than it ever has. That’s not an exaggeration. After three years of focused gardening (and I mean focused —like, “set-a-time-every-day-to-dig-in-the-dirt” focused), We've somehow ended up with a fall garden that’s thriving harder than anything I planted in spring. Wherever I’ve lived, I’ve carved out a little patch of earth and made time to plant something. Tomatoes, peppe

Have you ever told yourself the “someday I’ll do that” lie? Of course you have—everyone has. It’s the lullaby our parents sang to themselves, and their parents before them. It’s generational. Almost like we’ve been programmed to shelve our personal dreams in favor of something... bigger. But bigger for who? The “system”? The collective? That’s who really benefits from our perpetual procrastination. The system thrives on our untapped energy—the kind we funnel into the daily gr