I am: An oxymoron, A friend, a listener, A contradiction, A daughter, a sister, A tree-huger, A poet who speaks in riddles. I am nothing but who I am. I thrive off of music. When one listens to my heartbeat, they do not hear, "lub dup," they hear the beat to my favorite songs.... There are rarely any moments of my day that I do not find music running through my head or playing in my ears. It is who I am, for what I am known.