Philadelphia's Magic Gardens. August 2019. I've been doing a lot of reflecting lately. Reflecting on my past, on my present, on my future. Reflecting on my travels, reflecting on being home. Reflecting on making a new home. Picture the conversation. I'm pretty sure most people have had it in one way or another: "Don't worry,... Continue Reading →
Hi. I'm back. The past few years of my life, since I started this blog, have been a non-stop whirlwind. A good one. But occasionally, one that made taking the time to produce consistent content (that I'm proud to publish) difficult. I debate whether to make this disclaimer for my disappearance or to dive back... Continue Reading →
When I was little, the family Christmas tree literally fell on me while I was coloring. Since then, my parent's divorced and the meaning behind the ornaments has grown. At my mom's house, we tend to get an ornament to represent something we did that year. At my dad's house, we usually try to get... Continue Reading →
I sat on my bed, slightly scared about the existence of bog mummies. I was in third grade and had been reading the Eyewitness "Mummy" book a little too late at night...again. At some point, my dad came into my room and we started talking about travel. He sat down next to me and promised... Continue Reading →
