I’m an 18-year-old girl from Poland. I’ve always loved the quiet — the kind that only exists at night, when the world slows down and the streets belong to the moon. That’s when I walk, think, and breathe.

The world feels too big, and I feel too small inside it. People talk, but no one really listens. I want connection — real, honest, human — but it’s like chasing the stars: beautiful, distant, untouchable. Still, I keep walking at night, drawing, dreaming… hoping that someday, someone will see me — not just the picture, but the person behind it.