Mérida got under my skin almost immediately. Her colour, rhythm, intensity, and contradictions made her impossible to ignore. This is the story of falling hard for a place and everything that came with it.

The house gave us a life we’re proud of. It also showed us when it was time to leave.

I built paradise, trusted every sign that led me there, and then started wanting out. Somewhere between gratitude, guilt, and trying to choose the next right way, I realized I had woken up mid spiral.

On my third bite of breakfast, I started to laugh.