My name is Kiera. Here’s a snapshot of my conscious (I said the word “here’s” out loud, but no other ones.)

I’m just as human as anyone else here. I make and recover from many a mistake every single day. I even repeat them.

This is the second draft of the bio, because I hit “save” and it went back to the automatic basic bio, which I did not want.

I take up the space I need to take up. I never sit with my legs hanging just down when I’m alone, I need to stretch or even twist like a pretzel. If I find something extremely funny, I laugh loudly, I have no idea how to politely chuckle, if that’s even a thing. If I know something, I‘ll state it, and if I don’t, I will say “I don’t know.”

I don’t always want to talk about classes or Instagram reels, or how tired I am, but sometimes I have no clue on how to have a meaningful conversation. So please, give me your hottest takes because I am a sponge. But sometimes I just want to focus on class, and I’ll have on my clueless face, a furrowed brow, or my stone face.

Songs frequently roll through my head, not even depending on my mood at times. In this little snapshot of a Sunday night, I’ve had three KPop Demon Hunters Songs (This is What It Sounds Like, the introduction to How It’s Done, and Takedown) and Promise by Laufey stream in my noggin just while writing this bio.

I’m expressive and monotonous. Silly and serious. Unforgiving and passive. Stubborn and flaky. Sensitive and cold. Vulnerable but strong.

I‘ve had support financially and emotionally, and a lot of the way I’ve turned out is based on sheer luck that I have no way of controlling. You can’t determine everything with your own efforts. You can’t determine anything by guessing either.

But I rise anyway. I’m here. I’m simply writing.