I’ve never been particularly interested in documenting everything, only the moments that seem to lead somewhere.
According to Morrow comes from that space. Not as a traditional newsletter, but as a way of tracing how people, places, and purpose connect over time, often in ways you only recognise in hindsight.
What started as an idea has been building quietly in the background. Conversations, travel, and a series of seemingly small decisions that, together, feel anything but random.
This first entry begins with Türkiye, a place that has found its way back into my life in unexpected ways, connecting past experiences with something that feels very present.
Galata Bridge, Istanbul
December 2020
Some bridges you cross without realising what they hold. Only later do they begin to make sense.
I had been there with others before. This time, I went alone.
Cappadocia, Türkiye
December 2025
Not everything reveals itself at once
Turkish Wine and Culinary Event, Amsterdam
March 2026
It started at an unexpected table
Hosted at Belly Pepper, with Levon Bagis joining from Istanbul to share stories of wine, history, and place, the evening opened another layer of Türkiye.
What I had seen in Cappadocia came back in a different way, through people, stories, and conversation.
It’s often never about quality. It’s simply waiting for the recognition and attention it deserves.
An Unexpected Reunion, Amsterdam
April 2026
Wendy, who I’ve known since my California days, happened to be in Amsterdam. An unlikely place to reconnect, and yet we found ourselves talking about life, work, and everything in between.
She shared what she’s building now with Vida Kitchen, a passion project alongside corporate life. And what struck me most wasn’t just the idea, but where it came from.
A year in Türkiye, at a pivotal moment in her life. An experience that stayed with her, and now shows up in how she brings people together around food.
It’s strange how these things surface. Years pass, and then suddenly you’re sitting across from someone again in a completely different place.
You pick up the conversation, but it’s not the same. It’s deeper.
Maybe that’s how it works. Not all at once, but over time.
Semester at Sea, 1998,
Istanbul, Türkiye
I had been here before. I just didn’t see the “simitry” yet, or how it would come full circle.
Do you visit a place once, or return until it reveals itself?
Amsterdam,
April 2026
Some things stay with you quietly.
People, places, and purpose do not always reveal themselves where you expect them to.
Sometimes you find them there, in the moment, in the place itself. Watching people where they are, how they live, what they value. Meeting them exactly there.
A line cast from a bridge. Fish pulled from the water. And just on the other side, shared simply, nothing added, nothing forced.
And sometimes these experiences return to you later, through people, through conversations, through moments that echo something you have already lived.
You cross from one side to another, not always knowing what you are leaving behind or what you will find. You wait, you observe, you search, never quite sure what will come back.
Not everything is caught. Not everything is clear. But there is something in the patience, in the simplicity, in allowing things to unfold as they are.
And only when you look back do you begin to see the connections, across places, across people, across time.
You do not have to be there for it to stay with you. But if you do return, you see it differently.
And somehow, what felt lost has a way of reappearing, not the same, but enough to move you forward.
Maybe it was never about the places themselves. The journal is where the rest continues.
AtM Journal
This story continues through three lenses:
MORROW MUSINGS
WONDER & WANDER
AtM VOICE
Not everything reveals itself at once. But some things are worth returning to.