🌍 The Girl Who Chased Beauty Through Pain & Passport Stamps ✈️

Once upon a time, I was just Miriam—a girl with a broken heart, an empty bank account, and a PhD thesis collecting dust in a drawer. Neuroaesthetics? Pfft. The world told me "science isn’t for dreamers"... so I became a dreamer who forced science to listen. 🧠✨

At 23, I slept on a friend’s couch in Berlin, surviving on €1 falafel and the delusion that I could merge my two loves: art + brains. My lab called me "unfocused." My ex called me "a wasted potential." (Joke’s on him—I’m now the one getting cited in TED Talks. 😘)

Then came The Breakdown™: 3am panic attacks, a solo ticket to Bali, and a very questionable decision to study how jungle sunsets light up the human amygdala. 🌴💥 Spoiler: it worked. Turns out, adventure is data. Every cliff jumped, every temple prayed in, every stolen kiss under foreign skies—it all rewired me.

Now? I’m the high-flying, synapse-frying researcher who’ll teach you why your brain aches when you see a Monet… or a midnight beach in Goa. 🎨✈️ Follow for:
- Neuroaesthetics hacks (yes, your Insta feed is drugging you)
- Travel confessions (from the Amazon to Antarctica, always solo)
- Unfiltered rage against academia’s "publish or perish" cult

P.S. Still scared of mediocrity. Still terrible at packing light. Still healing. 💔🔥