Welcome to The Tiny Joy Project (and my slightly unhinged heart)

Tiny joys. Big feelings. A softer way to exist.

I genuinely don’t know how 18 of you ended up here already (???? Literal besties of mine), considering I haven’t posted a single word. Wild. Bonkers. I love you.

But also… hi. Welcome. I’m so glad you’re here.

This little corner of the internet is something I’ve felt pulled to build—(Not AI, I just genuinely love the em dash, we vibe, she is my cousin and I will defend her forever. Also wild I have to say not AI. What an insanely weird beautiful sentence to say) quietly, slowly, and honestly, kind of nervously (Sike. Very nervously.) It’s called The Tiny Joy Project, and it’s where I share small, beautiful, sometimes ridiculous things that make life feel more human again.

Stuff like:
– The way sunlight hits a table at 4:26pm
– Someone crying at the grocery store (Me, it’s me, it’s always me)
– A stranger saying “take care” and meaning it

I’ll be writing letters here about softness, slowness, and noticing the world. Some will be short. Some might be even semi rambly. Some might come with snack recommendations or soft existential spirals. But my hope is that each one feels like a little breath. A little reminder that life is still good.

Thanks for showing up. You being here already means a lot. You are welcomed here.

First real post coming soon. I’m just warming up my emotional breadstick energy. 🥖💛