Somewhere along the lines I think my name blended into Alice, and I just rolled with it. Sawadee ka! I bowed my head to my pressed palms.
A year is not enough time. But oh, what a year it was…
Three sides to every story, see
What happened, not so clear
But each believes wholeheartedly
Tall standing, free of fear
I have not been a useful blogger in these last months, but then again, I don’t know if that matters.
But this is his battle, this is his war. This is his generation.
I can’t wait for right now.
… won’t you tell me your name? One of the most common themes as summer has faded in New Zealand is fellow travelers sighing about how lonely and exhausting it is. … Continue reading Hello, I Love You
Kiwis are astounded that the US just got chips a few years ago and that it isn’t even common to have a PIN on your credit card chip yet – they’ve moved miles beyond that technology by now.
Instead of going south to camp, I turned north.
There are no wrong turns here, no rules even exist for me to break.