My name is Leah. I’m twenty two years old and still learning. I’m not there yet, but I’m closer than I was yesterday. I’m a writer with the heart of a reader, a negotiator with the soul of a fighter, a tangled mess of flaws and contradictions bound by mistakes but held together with good intentions. I’m as fractured as I am whole, as brave as I am terrified. I’m a light sleeper but a heavy dreamer. I read like my heart beats and sing like breathing. I’m an inner blonde and an outer redhead. I’m an introvert and a realist. I’m sarcastic but as loyal as they come. I love what I love and I love it deeply, I feel what I feel and I feel it strongly. I’m caught somewhere in the shades of gray, but I like the person I am because I fought to become her. I’m saint and sinner, hopeful and hopeless, and a lover of all things nerd. I’m imperfect. I’m me. And that’s enough.

May the Force be with you.

So say we all.