I’m an introvert who quietly craves adventure. Most of my journeys happen in imagination and the pages of books, but I hope one day my life will be filled with wild, silly, unforgettable stories of my own. Lately, I’ve felt lonely even surrounded by people I love. I’m afraid that if I show my full heart, I won’t be the dependable daughter, sister, or friend they expect. Still, I’m learning I don’t have to wait to be saved. I can choose love, romance, and meaning for myself, and live my story my way. I will romanticize my own life and I would love to share my stories with a stranger.