ey ello.

I’m never quite sure of the right things to say, but here we go:

My name’s Hannah and I’m from a lovely place called Canada.

I’ve been told I smile too much and laugh too loudly and I try to pretend I’m normal but it never really works out.

I love hot drinks because they make me feel happy and fuzzy inside and I like wearing big sweaters and scarves so I can feel fuzzy outside too.

I’m unbelievably awkward and although I try to impress people I’m not very good at it at all. 

My romances with people, places and things never really end, even when I’ve been stowed away in a box or perhaps a dusty attic.

I hold onto the tiniest things that make me laugh and make me cry, because at the end of the day, I hope it’ll all mean something important.

To be honest, I can’t really tell you a ton about who I am, since I don’t know myself very well either.

I think I just stumble through life in clueless uncertainty, trying to collect pictures and words and people, hoping to make a collage that might look like what I could be.

Isn’t that the way it goes?

I’ll be sure to get back to you, once it’s complete, okay?