My name is Alice, and I am a traveler of both maps and minds, currently calling Poland my home. I was born under the grey skies of the Baltic coast, and I believe that constant exposure to the sea wind has given me a restless spirit. I am a collector of stories. I don't just observe the world; I try to absorb it—the scent of fresh bread from a local bakery, the creak of wooden floors in an ancient castle, the way light filters through the stained glass of a Gothic cathedral. I am a creature of curiosity, always trying to understand the "why" behind the "what."

Regarding my biggest dream, it’s simpler than it might appear. I dream of building a small, eco-friendly wooden house in the Polish countryside, with a large library and a studio. I want it to be a sanctuary for wandering artists—a place where they can stay for free in exchange for sharing their craft. I want it to be a hub of creation, a quiet rebellion against the noise of modern life.

I don't really like dogs, pizza, lying people