When I was a little girl, my mother described me as someone very different from the rest of my family, almost as if I'd been adopted even though I had the same fingers as hers and looked just like my father, haha. But she also said I was the easiest person to get along with, that all it took was some fruit and a comfortable place for me to spend hours and hours lost in my thoughts. In a way, that really defines me. I experience the sweetness of a sunny afternoon while simultaneously moving between states alone, hiking at altitudes of over 4,000 meters,and listening to my friends talk for hours