I'm a woman who values discipline and self-carenot only physically through exercise and wellness, but also emotionally, by learning to choose peace over noise. I've lived alone since a young age, and that has shaped me into someone resilient, thoughtful, and deeply independent. But even the strongest souls desire companionship. I'd love to share my journey with someone who not only admires my independence, but also wants to walk beside menot ahead, not behind, but together.
My name is Andrea, and I believe strength isn't always loudit's often found in the quiet decisions we make daily to keep going. I've been single for a few years now, and while my heart has taken its time to heal and grow, I'm ready to open it again to someone who wants something real.
27 - 90 years old
I enjoy traveling and dream of exploring places far beyond my borders. I haven't seen much of the world yet, but my heart is filled with curiosity. I'm working on personal and professional projects that truly matter to me, and I imagine how fulfilling it would be to have someone by my sidesupporting, sharing, and growing together. I'm not looking for perfection, but for connection. A man with a kind heart, a curious mind, and a steady presence. Someone who believes in teamwork, in laughter, and in building something beautiful, brick by brick. If you see yourself in these words, I hope this is just the beginning of a meaningful conversation between us. Let's see where honesty and a little spark can take us.
The kind of music that makes your eyes close and your heart beat just a little louderespecially live acoustic performances under a rainy sky.
A worn-out copy of Letters to a Young Poetbecause sometimes I re-read it and find a different version of myself in each letter.
Those wild, imperfect sunflowers that grow by the roadsidefree, stubborn, and always chasing the light.
The Secret Life of Walter Mittyit reminds me that fear is always smaller than regret.
Movies that blur the line between magic and realitysoftly surreal stories that leave a knot in your throat.
I runnot to compete, but to let my thoughts catch up with me. It's my daily breath, my moving meditation.
Pale orangeuncommon, quietly beautiful, like a sunset that nobody clapped for but still gave its all.
Wander through bookstores, light incense, write poetry on napkins, or take photos of strangers and guess their stories.
I wanted to be a storyteller on trains, traveling from town to town, telling tales to strangers with coffee and a window view.
Somewhere by the sea, waking up next to someone I admire, living a life that feels like minewith coffee, calm, and honest love.
The day I danced barefoot in the rain with my little niece, spinning until we couldn't stop laughing, soaked but infinite.
Morocco to get lost in color, Iceland to get lost in silence, and India to get lost in myself.
"Sol" short for "solita", my childhood nickname, because I always knew how to entertain myself without ever feeling alone.
The kind prepared by someone who smiles while cookingespecially homemade Colombian arepas with avocado and lime.
A faded note from my grandmother, tucked in my passport. It simply says: "Hazlo con amor, y ganarás siempre."
Quietly, but never still. Journaling with jazz in the background or painting with my fingers just to feel the color on my skin.
I forgive too deeply, sometimes before being asked. I'm learning that my softness needs boundaries too.
My curiosity, a silver ring from my mom, peppermint lip balm, a notebook, and faith in new beginnings.
"Build a life that doesn't need escaping."
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