I was almost born in a pickup truck, moving rapidly on a cold December night

I ran over my hand while sledding, gifting myself my first and only broken bone

I love sharing and making my friends smile

I have been roasted by the sun, on boat days that I wish never ended

I’ve slept on a squishy couch in my sister's first college apartment

I tell you sincerely I will always be a dog person

I have bought flowy tank tops at country stores in Tennessee

I’ve heard laughter so hearty it caused the porch to shake

I’m waiting for the day I can own a big house

I’ve danced in crowded rooms with forever friends

I could tell stories from midnights in small towns

I felt the sting of a jellyfish wrapped around my knee

I’ve heard compliments and criticism, advice and apologies

I want to travel to as many countries as I can

I never stop planning my next adventure