My description is : I’m Alice. Mornings begin with bergamot tea in my chipped favorite mug while the world is still hushed. Nights usually fade out to the soft pop of vinyl and the scent of rain drifting through the window. I chase sunsets from rooftops,
I like: ’m endlessly pulled to the place where cold science brushes warm myth in the shadows. I read neuroscience until my eyes sting at 3 a.m.
I dislike: it’s the courage to ask the questions that split us open, hand in hand. Vulnerability is the only soil I trust.
