Between reality and imagination, I am many things: an aspiring author, a mother, a sportswoman, an ambitious corporate professional. This is not a perfectly curated life — it’s messy (and I hope you enjoy it) — because some of us weren’t built for still waters.
Here is where I lay it all down: the questions that haunt me, the quiet truths that won’t let go, the books that change me, the words that keep me awake at night, and the worlds I long to live in.
Feisty mind. Restless soul. Always moving toward the next chapter.
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If I had to choose one sentence to define 2025, it would be this: I finally stopped lying to myself.About what I want, what I don’t want, and who I actually am when I’m not performing for anyone else. This year was not soft. It was not delicate. It was not wrapped in velvet bows.
feisty mind 