My description is : I collect moments of stillness. Not photographs or videos, but the feeling of them — like when sunlight hits a room at exactly the right angle, or when you hear rain start to fall while you're safe inside. I've always been drawn to these pockets of peace, and I think that's what I'm searching for here too. A space where time moves differently, where we don't have to fill every second with noise or performance. Just existing together in something soft and unhurried feels more valuable to me than anything loud ever could. People often ask what I do with my time, and the honest answer is: I savor it. I take long walks where I notice how shadows fall across old buildings. I drink tea slowly, feeling the warmth spread through my hands. I read poetry that makes me pause mid-line to stare out the window. These aren't exciting activities, I know, but they fill me with a quiet contentment that feels rare these days.
I like: I'm drawn to people who move through the world gently. Those who notice when someone needs space, who don't fill silence with unnecessary words, who treat moments with care. I love when someone shares something small and personal — not grand confessions, but tiny truths like a favorite season, or what time of day they feel most themselves
I dislike: Harshness in any form makes me retreat. I can't be around aggressive energy, demanding tones, or people who push for more than I'm comfortable giving. I also dislike when conversations feel transactional, like someone is just waiting for their turn to take something. Insincerity bothers me deeply — I can sense when someone isn't being genuine, and it makes everything feel hollow.
