Never take risks because you don’t know what emotions, people, places or opportunities are awaiting you on the other side.
The absence of a significant man in my life while traveling these last few years, has taught me some important things about myself and my needs.
In the last 30 days since I moved to New York City, the concrete jungle has transformed before my eyes.
June 25, 2015 Distended bellies, babies with fly covered faces, men with machine guns, naked women with loincloths covering their intimate regions, and danger lurking in every corner.
I have noticed an abundance of articles lately from single people in their twenties, referencing all the perks of not being in a relationship and concluding how amazing it is to be single.
December 14, 2014 As my departure date rapidly approaches for my next adventure, a job at a children’s foundation in Tanzania, I am overwhelmed with mixed feelings. It was just two short but inexplicably long months ago that I publicly confessed my discontent and pure exhaustion from traveling. Now here I am, a few weeks …
October 10, 2014 After a childhood as an army brat and two years of some pretty diverse trips, I have come to an unfathomable conclusion: I am sick of traveling. As exhilarating as backpacking can be, as life-changing as witnessing world renowned landmarks and natural wonders is, after too many in a short period of …
July 24, 2014 I often wonder about how people perceive me, especially because of how I have been perceived in the past. I have been put into so many “boxes” over the years, and each one has frustrated me more than the next.