Hello!

My name is Leslie Aisling. No, really. My real name's a lot harder to pronounce. So there, brewed up something easier for everyone to say.

To begin with, I am a concoction of odd materials. Take, for example, tea, less breakfast appetite, no coffee, decent street food, sunny-rainy, black and white and teal, fuzzy eyed but continues to glue eyeballs straight up in the laptop and cellphone, up for the adventure in the forest trail, and at the same time, figures out also want to curl up in bed, wants to hang out but also strains anxiety of wanting to stay at home.

By day, an ordinary person cleaning up the house, while shifty-nifty sneaking out to press my fingers into the keyboard, and back to work again. Train the dog, spend time with family, and lots and lots of things.

By afternoon, mainly, I'm a haggard student crying her remaining brain cell out to finish the modules.

By night, well, dunno, a burrito wrapped in a comforter, snoozing peacefully. My constant companion throughout the night is my brain, not letting me sleep, and continues to do daydream on its own up until morning. By then, it usually ends up scaring the life out of me: I didn't get any sleep.

But night is cool, life in there is all in my head, yet it never had been more fun on its ways.