Hi, I’m Quin. I’m a squirrel, branch runner, acorn saver, and distant dreamer.

I’ve spent my life in the same patch of trees. Safe. Familiar. Predictable.

But I always wondered, what’s out there? Beyond the tall oaks? Past the canopy I’ve only seen from below?

One day, I stopped wondering. I started building.

1. Dreams Need More Than Imagination—They Need Action

It began with leaves, twigs, bark, and thread from an old kite that crashed nearby.

Everyone laughed. “You can jump. Why fly?”

But I wasn’t trying to escape, I was trying to explore. Wishing is lovely. But at some point, you have to tie the branches together and leap.

Even dreams need scaffolding.

3. The View You Long For Often Requires Leaving What You Know

Eventually, I soared, gliding past my old tree, over unfamiliar groves, catching breezes I never knew existed.

The forest wasn’t smaller than I thought. It was bigger.

I didn’t leave because I hated my home. I left because part of me hadn’t met itself yet. Perspective doesn’t live in comfort. It waits just beyond it.

Final Thought from Quin

We weren’t born just to repeat the same branch.
We were made to wonder. To build. To rise.

Because even a squirrel with a few sticks and a wild idea can catch the wind, and change the way it sees the world.