when i was younger, i’d stay up all night hopping between random creative projects like painting on anything i could find, teaching myself piano (very quietly, so no one would hear), and writing for a blog that no one would read.

 

i’ve always had this feeling that i was meant for more. maybe it’s the stubbornness i got from my dad, not mad about it. it pushes me to figure things out on my own, even when accepting help would probably be… easier.

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my grandma, who raised seven kids on her own, is the person i admire most. her resilience, warmth, and ability to make even the hardest days feel manageable remind me why i keep pushing forward, chasing creativity, and following whatever sparks my curiosity.

 

i love making playlists & i am constantly listening to music. 

 

i also really love trader joe’s crunchy curls. just an fyi.

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creativity has always been the thing that keeps me moving.

keeps me curious.

keeps me me.