well well well, look who’s curious

like a cv, but a little less professional

hi, i’m kiki.

welcome to my little corner of the internet. the space where my inner child can freelance.

this website doesn't exist because i always have clear opinions.

i write on here because things linger longer than they logically should, and i want to understand why. i notice patterns a lot in my everyday life. in conversations, in relationships, in myself. sometimes weeks later, sometimes mid-sentence. some moments that seem small refuse to stay that way, and this is my only way to digest them properly.

 

i grew up in germany and moved around a lot after school. for a while i mistook movement for progress. new places are convincing like that. they let you postpone dealing with the parts of yourself that quietly follow anyway.

living in paris is the first time i’m trying a different approach: staying long enough to recognize what repeats. i'm not trying to reinvent myself, i just want to become more deliberate about who i already am.

so the things you read on here are neither advice, nor a diary of my day to day life. they're more like small observations. i’m interested in the space between what happens and what we tell ourselves about what happened. sort of like the interpretation stage where our feelings actually form.

if something on here resonates, i'm happy our paths crossed in some small, tender way. there is no right or wrong on these pages.

 

besides writing, i’m studying psychology, slowly but surely. i’m into emotional literacy, doing the laundry, and figuring out how to be a human person without melting down in a big crowd of people. i believe in soft friendships, ugly crying when necessary, and always, always ordering fries.

if you’ve read this far, congrats — you now know more about me than most people on hinge.
stay weird. stay soft.
love,
kiki