Hey.

I guess this is the part where I’m supposed to have everything figured out. Spoiler: I don’t. 

These pages aren’t a grand story. They’re a mess of late-night walks, scribbled lyrics, missed calls, suppressed memories, and moments where things almost made sense.

I didn’t plan to share this; I was just trying to get it all out before the music started. Before the noise. Before anyone cared.

But if you’re here, reading this… maybe you’ve felt a little lost, too.

So here it is. The part before. The part where I learned how to say something out loud for the first time. Becoming.

Thanks for listening and seeing me.

—Cahn