We’re driving down to Atlanta for Easter.

This wasn’t part of the original plan, but after the recent shift between me and Sekou… his mama called, and, well...how do you say no to someone who raised a man like that?

What feels different this time is… me. I’m not second-guessing every word or outfit or moment. I feel grounded. I feel held.

Maybe it’s because love, real love, doesn’t leave room for fear.

Just wanted to share this little quiet moment with you all—the kind that doesn’t really belong on the feed, but means everything to me.

See ya on the road! 

Electric Sakura