Cities change, industries shift, and even the simplest of objects — pots, plates, pop songs — carry the weight of history while making space for new possibilities. Like us, they evolve, and maybe that’s the real magic: the silent spell we cast without even realizing — the gentle alchemy of blending what was with the promise of what could be.
Wander
Ten years ago, I started a blog called The Daily By Daniel. I had just made the leap from LA to New York, standing at the edge of my twenties and at the center of a dream — to conquer the Big Apple with every little bit of my being. A decade later, I’ve leapt again — this time into my thirties, where the weight of both faith and fear have made space for something new.
There’s something oddly stirring when a former flame reappears — that brief flicker when a romance from what feels like a lifetime ago suddenly resurfaces, if only for a moment.
