Ciao, my dad calls me Emili.

Welcome to my online diary of sorts. I hope it inspires you in someway, not because I write it to do so, but because it does.

This is the umteenth about page I've written. Each time I lyrically craft a description of my intent after a glass of wine, with dreams of grandeur floating between each sentence. But, I realize this is precisely why each blog has been left on the shelf and succumb to dust – grandeur is in no way my real intent. I'm deeply curious about how we can live lives that leave our five-year-old selves and 30-something selves in deep and joyous wonderment. I hope to follow my own curiosities, journeys, joy and cares around feverishly.