With graduation coming up, everything feels scattered like glitter sprinkled across a floor I haven’t had time to sweep. Plans shift, days blur, and the pace hasn’t let up. It’s a season of change that’s messy, tiring, and still unfolding.

This summer was pure chaos. Think moldy apartments, endless highway drives, a Chicago wedding, BTS in Tampa, and way too much Playa Bowls. After an unplanned hiatus, Nix Fix is officially back.

Turning 21 in NYC was everything I didn’t expect and everything I didn’t know I needed. From freezing in summer dresses to jazz-filled speakeasies, my sister and I ate, laughed, wandered, and discovered a little more about what this next chapter might look like. It was messy, magical, and completely mine.

In the middle of this chaotic semester, one friend has kept me grounded without needing to be constantly present. She’s been my light in the dark, and the shoulder I lean on when life gets the best of me.

A full day of movement and music. Morning practice, evening showcase, and a renewed connection to the art forms that have shaped me. Dance, rhythm, friends, and a sense of home woven through every beat of my day.

Friendships are fluid, shifting, and sometimes impossible to keep, even with care. And though I may not have it all figured out, it’s a quiet reminder that what lasts often comes from mutual choice, not force.

A chaotic week narrated by the loudest roommate I have: my brain. She panics, she plots, she lectures, and she dreams. And in the middle of all that noice, she reminds me who I’m becoming.