I’m in my twenties, living in Innsbruck, trying to fit a lot of life into one calendar. Most weeks you’ll find me somewhere between university lectures, a train to see my boyfriend, a morning run through the old town, and a Pinterest board full of ideas I’m convinced will change my life.

And honestly? It rarely feels as put-together as it sounds.

I started back to basics because life got loud. Between studying, building something of my own, and trying to become the kind of person who answers text messages on time, I kept feeling like kept losing the plot. Writing brings me back to the basics, the things I’m learning about myself, and the things I’m still figuring out.

I'm not writing from the finish line. I'm writing from somewhere in the messy, hopeful middle — and I think that's the honest place to write from.

Pour a coffee, stay a while, and tell me I'm not the only one. ♡