I love the feeling of taking off and watching the world become tiny beneath the clouds. Yet lately I’ve caught myself thinking that perhaps the most exciting journey isn’t about another country at all. Maybe it’s about meeting someone who makes you want to unpack your suitcase and stay.

I can be independent and adventurous, but I’m also affectionate, passionate and sometimes very playful. I want mornings with messy hair and coffee, spontaneous kisses during the day, evenings wrapped in someone’s arms, and that special chemistry that makes two people forget their phones even exist.

Maybe one day I’ll step off a plane and see my man waiting for me.