About this place

About this place

I’ve spent a lot of my life moving toward the next thing.

A problem to solve. A goal to reach. Work to finish. Somewhere to be.

And the older I get, the more I find myself wondering how much of that time I actually lived—and how much of it I simply existed through.

A story gets told once and never again. A photograph loses its context. A lesson that took years to learn becomes something you assume you’ll always remember. People change. Places change. We change.

So this is my attempt to stop long enough to write some of it down.

I want to remember the people I love, the places that shaped me, the work that mattered, the mistakes that cost me something, and the moments that changed how I see the world.

Some of what ends up here will be about the people, places, work, questions, and moments that shaped me. Some of it may simply be something I noticed on a long drive and didn’t want to lose.

I’m not trying to write the definitive version of my life.

I’m trying to leave an honest one.

There are things I understand differently now than I did ten or twenty years ago. There are things I’m still trying to figure out. I expect both to show up here.

And someday, if someone I love is curious about what I thought, what mattered to me, what I struggled with, or what I was trying to become, I hope they can come here and find some of the answer.

Not because I had everything figured out.

Because I was paying attention.

— Jason