I like being known as “the girl who reads”.

I like that when people see a book, they think of me. That when someone stumbles across a cozy bookstore or a bookish meme, they send it my way. That when they need a recommendation, they ask me.

I love when people notice my heavily tabbed books and ask, “What do all the colors mean?” I love when someone gives me a book because they know it’s the best gift I could ever receive. I love when a friend picks up something I raved about and messages me in all caps because they finally understand why I was so obsessed.

Being known as the girl who reads means being known for curiosity, for wandering into different worlds, for getting a little too attached to fictional characters. It means being the person who always has a book on hand, who will absolutely ignore reality for a good story, who disappears into books and comes back just a little changed every time.

Some people are known for their sense of humor, their aesthetic, their passions. I’m known for my love of stories. And if that makes me seem boring to some people, that’s fine. My whole personality might revolve around books and reading, but honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.