Luiana Isabel

I have come to believe that we choose to fall in love. Not in one grand, cinematic moment, but in a series of quiet, deliberate "yeses". We choose it when we accept an invitation to a date, and then another. When we stay a little longer in conversation. When we share parts of ourselves that invite curiosity, or reveal a gentle kind of compatibility. We choose it every time we step closer into another person’s world, and every time we open up our world. Love, in this sense, is

Yesterday I came across a song I hadn’t heard in over ten years - Brighter Than Sunshine by Aqualung . As the melody filled the room, it carried me back to a woman I had almost forgotten. Not just a memory, but a version of myself that once existed so naturally that I never imagined she could disappear. She was soft. She was enamored with life. And she believed deeply in the dream of true love. For a moment, I was reunited with her. And I realized something important: she had

I've looked over so many cloud coverings from so many planes, yet the imensity and beauty of the view continues to inspire gratitute and a sense of insignificance within the vast horizon that engulfs whatever airplane i'm in. In the first memory i have of flying I was wearing a heavy, green suede poppy dress. Its checkered chest panel made me dizzy everytime I looked down. I must have been 3 or 4 years old with no real appreciation for much but a paper bags and my mother's e