I am

I am a child

of a city full of creativity

of a family learning what it means to be together

with far-fetched dreams

with more than one story

learning what it means to love

learning what walls need to be built or torn down

I am an artist

a drawer, singer, actress

a writer

spending my nights that drift into morning throwing words onto a screen, splattering ink onto paper, or sounding notes from instruments

I am countless

unfinished stories

letters without intention to be sent

characters begging for their story to be told

papers, notes, cards, and journals

I am a moment

now

here

present

I am but a breath

I am change

confidence

flight

I am the nights spent with friends, food, and laughter

I am a memory

a future

I am, most importantly, now

I am a gallivanter

I am

sitting on top of a parking garage in Springvegas on a Sunday night

a car full of friends, music, and suitcases on the highway

late night excursions, star gazes, and dancing

embracing spontaneity

I am the line dividing the introverts and the extroverts

the silence separating conversations

a reason to make conversation

I am mute

I am loud

I am true

I am nothing

I am everything

I am all that I can be