From the folded notes of childhood to the love letters that never found their way to a postbox, this entry traces a lifetime of ink and longing.

The Nail Tech reflects on the sacred act of writing — how the letters we write, send, or save become vessels for the parts of ourselves we couldn’t yet speak.

And how sometimes, decades later, those unsent words finally find their way home.

This entry is dedicated to the ones who have my heart, Jodie, Hannah and Amy and my lost love, my source, My Ba, may it find it's way to his heart.