I read once that the key to contentment is to romanticize your own life. I like to people-watch to understand. I always find beauty in what I see. Somewhere underneath, I thought I was trying to be like someone else. But it turns out, all I’ve ever wanted is to be myself. So I thought, I should try to watch myself the way I watch others.

I decided to become a diarist, as an experiment in art and self-discovery. I want to know what my life looks like in simple observations, away from the tangle of my own mind. An art project for my 39th year, this diary is meant to catalog the seemingly mundane, the antithesis of a highlight reel, in celebration of regular old life.

You can read about the origins of this project on my Substack here.