My hobbies are my sanctuaries. Getting lost in a book is my greatest escape. Music is the background score to my life; I explore new genres constantly. I also love slow walks, observing tiny details most people miss.

On the meaning of life: I don’t think there’s one grand meaning. I find it in small, deliberate things: in a shared smile, in the struggle to grow, in the courage to be kind. Meaning is not found, but created, moment by moment, in how we touch the lives around us.

I am a collection of quiet moments and loud thoughts. I find myself most real in the early mornings or late at night, when the world is soft around the edges. I am learning to be my own best friend.

My dream isn’t a single destination. It’s a feeling of boundless freedom and purpose. I dream of creating something meaningful—perhaps through words or simple acts of kindness—that gently makes the world softer for others.