Ever since I could remember, stories have been my forever friends. Whether it be the ones I have heard or read or the ones I have made up in my head, I truly believe it was these fictious tales that shaped my reality. Whether it be on sleepless nights, long road trips, in boredom inducing waiting rooms, stories have always been an integral part of my everyday life.

Now as an adult who still doesn't feel very adult at heart, I am trying to  make sense of the tangled up threads of thought that I often get lost in. I am making an attempt to tell those stories that have always just lived in my head. And I'd be ecstatic if you would join me : )