Hmmm… Good question. Still figuring that out. My identity shifts like a kaleidoscope… each turn shaped by time, places, and the people I meet. If I had to answer, I’d say – I could be anything I want.
Hmmm… Good question. Still figuring that out.
My identity shifts like a kaleidoscope… each turn shaped by time, places, and the people I meet. If I had to answer, I’d say – I could be anything I want.
I’m the kind of person who can feel my heart sink just by reading the news, mourning for strangers, yet still find the strength to rise without shedding a tear. I’m learning, growing, stumbling through the unknown – too small to change the world overnight, yet resourceful enough to know that all change begins within.
I can disappear into a passion project for a day straight, completely still. But on some days especially like weekends? Good luck finding me. Maybe hiking up some random mountain, skiing down from somewhere (then realize it is a terrible idea and just back-sliding halfway instead :D), diving under the sea, ziplining across the sky, doing gun raging in the middle of nowhere – or just perched at a quiet street corner, sipping wine and getting lost in a book. I laugh easily, but some nights, you’ll find me in my own world – a glass of neat whiskey in hand, writing thoughts too heavy for the daylight.
I could be a businesswoman in a sharp suit, building my world from the ground up. A researcher buried in equations, an engineer designing reactors. A climate scientist tracking carbon emissions, a strategist shaping national policies, an environmental economist calculating the price of progress – or even a coal digger, pulling samples for a hydrometallurgy method I once spent months perfecting. An investor, a planner, a builder – pick any “nerdy” title and you’ll probably find a version of me in it. I can be intense, too. The kind of person who becomes a full-blown Monday nightmare in my colleagues’ eyes.
But I’m also someone who loves the soft things. I dress up, bake for friends, sing to myself while arranging flowers. I host dinner parties. I design clothes for fun. I travel to taste the world and bring little pieces of it back home. I live in color. And no, I don’t think I’ll ever fit into a tidy little box. Too colorful for just one frame. Too layered to ever be just one thing.
And yet, no matter how many words I write, they will never be enough. I refuse to be defined in rigid terms. Maybe none of us should. We are all more than just words, more than the labels the world tries to give us. Too complex for a single sentence. Too human to ever be reduced.
But if there’s one constant in me, it’s this – I keep my mind open. In a world obsessed with drawing lines between “us” and “them,” I choose to see the connections. So let’s embrace the unknown, be kind, and – however idealistic it may sound – make this world a little softer.
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