Me. Myself. & others perception of who I am.

Me.

Fast and furious. Always searching for opportunities, open doors, open windows. You know why? Because trains don’t wait for people who sleep on life. And life does not wait for people who miss their trains by overlooking the door. Multitasking perfectionist hacking the system. Well… at least I try.

Myself.

Running in life scared of life running me. Right now? I’m on a gap year, a time that’s supposed to be for reflection. But the truth is, slowing down doesn’t come naturally. I’m dealing with constant back pain, trust that’s been broken more than once, and the quiet isolation that comes from feeling a little out of place. Different. Sitting still? Not an option. Doing nothing feels impossible, like I’m wasting time, missing something. So, I keep running—chasing prospects, moments, anything that feels like progress. Because if I stop, I’m afraid life might get ahead of me.

Her.

The smart one. The pretty one. The popular one. The one who magically gets things done. That’s about all people ever care to know.