Following your dreams is like walking into a crater. It’s all fun and games at first, but then, things start to get weird.
Following your dreams is like walking into a crater. It’s all fun and games at first, but then, things start to get weird.



I don’t know where to begin. I’ve barely updated this blog this year. How do you give a huge announcement to whoever’s still reading? One minute, I was in a snowstorm, and the next minute, I’m moving to paradise.
I’ve learned that, as a writer, sometimes it’s best to speak from the heart. Not everything we write has to be manicured and shiny and edited to a T. Sometimes, the best writing comes straight from the soul. So, here we go, from the heart, as cluttered and messy and raw and real as it is.
Continue reading “Life Update: I’m Leaving Madrid and Moving to the Canary Islands”
“What if the pandemic is preparing you for everything you asked for?”
I know. It sounds ridiculous. That’s the first thing I thought of when this idea came to me in writing meditation one day. Continue reading “What No One Tells You About Travel and Loneliness”
“Why are you so quiet?”
If I had a dollar for every time someone has asked me this, Continue reading “How Being Shy & Introverted Has Made Me a Better Traveler”