When I stay still and you all spin around me, a kaleidoscope of conversations and adventures and traditions.
And every once in a while, I meet a stranger that immediately belongs.
At twenty-five, I’m starting to see my peers as adults. We’re no longer floundering around, renting our first apartments, burning our first meals, ignoring the squeals on our brakes until … Continue reading impostor syndrome
This morning, Denver awoke to it’s first snowfall of the season. I’ve managed to befriend mostly transplants since moving out here, and we were bemused by the beginning of winter. … Continue reading traveler to transplant
A single female on a Saturday night, wearing a formal dress and looking content: I was a curiosity. They wanted to know my story.
If I truly wanted to travel the world, all the blog posts tell me what I should do… Frankly, I can’t do that.
“All you Americans think is Australia is so dangerous! That we’re all kangaroos and poisonous spiders!”