Hi, this is pikocandy — a soul that chose to write rather than speak.

I used to be afraid that no one would listen, so I stopped trying to say things out loud. Somewhere along the way, writing became easier —- quieter, but truer.

This blog is a place where I collect pieces of my self — the parts shaped by imperfect love stories, unfinished dreams, and quiet mornings between shifts and coffee cups. Somewhere in those moments, I learned that writing can heal what words once failed to say.

I love rains — they sound filling, not spilling.

I once loved vanilla lattes, but now, americanos seem to listen better.

I’m currently in my runner era — though truthfully, I am still walking between steps.

And one day, I hope to become a heart surgeon — someone who listens, and mends, both literally and softly.

— written between shifts and soft rain.