I dream about soft, slow days. One day I want a brighter room with big windows where the light falls on my hair just right. I want to travel to quiet places — empty beaches, forests, cities where I can walk alone without feeling watched. I hope to become a little less shy, but still keep this gentle side of myself. I want someone who sees the real me — the girl with the soft eyes and the slightly nervous smile — and doesn’t rush me. Until then, I’m happy to share small pieces of my quiet world with people who are kind. Thank you for being patient with me.