When I'm not reading, I think about what i just read.

Restless is what I'd choose if asked to describe myself in one word. At 19 years old, I'm rather a recluse, at least as much as I can be as a woman currently in university. Restless, because I fear growing blind to nuances as i grow older.

Books are the only way I know to stretch my empathy beyond the limits of my own life - an act of rebellion against letting my world shrink.

oh and i also have thoughts which i HAVE to dump somewhere lest i grow more restless, and hence this site.