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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Woke up again to those damn green eyes. Like poison ivy suffocating me, touching me everywhere. It is not the first time this has happened. While playing it cool on the outside, my mind is constantly pulled to those jade whispering eyes, like a scratched 80s vinyl record. I am not even sure when this
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