friends come into our lives in all kinds of ways. some stay for years, some pass by for a moment, and some return when life circles back around. but every once in a while, you meet someone who leaves a quiet mark on you. not because they tried, but because something about them stayed with you for a little longer than expected.
i often think of people as oranges. on the outside we all have a layer we show to the world, shaped by where we come from and what we have learned to protect. but once you peel that layer back, you reach something softer. something real. something that needs care. friendships feel like that to me. gentle, honest and full of small moments that only appear when you take the time to look a little closer.
maybe you know this feeling too. the people you meet while workin', travellin', in new cities and areas, at events, or even in passin'. they share something with you without realising it. a thought, an energy, a spark. they might guide you for a moment, remind you of something you forgot, or simply make you feel a bit more grounded. that is what friendships are to me. not a collection of names, but a collection of moments that matter.
on this page you will meet some of the people who crossed my path and quietly shaped my journey. each of them opened a small door in my life. maybe, as you read their stories, they will open one in yours too.
time is not a rule, it is a space