Not all who wander are lost, but even while wandering, I believe you should always aim for something. A north star. Some fixed point to steer by, even when you can't see the destination clearly.

Hi, I'm Brice. This is my archive. Essays, memories, and half-formed thoughts, kept here for the people I love and for the version of me who might one day need reminding. It exists because I watched dementia quietly take pieces of people I loved, and decided I wasn't willing to leave my own story to chance.