Much like New Year's Day, September has always been the mark of fresh start for me. Maybe it's the many years I spent as a student and the feeling that back to school entices, remembering the smell of fresh notebooks, newly sharpened pencils and everything being organized, planned out, and color coded. I remember the … Continue reading September in Florence, A Time of Change
Change is a funny thing. From my experience, change and fear go hand in hand. Fear means you're on the verge of change, and real change can't happen without a little bit of fear. I've lived in Italy for almost two years now, and it has honestly been the best decision I've ever made (other … Continue reading Comfort Zones and The Fear of Change
Something happens inside of travellers when they're in one place for too long. Sure you can take small trips here and there, but something still feels...off. I used to think that living in a foreign country would satiate my wanderlust for quite awhile; allow me to use my new city as a home base so … Continue reading The Troubles of Having a Gypsy Soul
I am a huge OITNB fan. Screw your vampire dramas and the girls who gossip. This is real life sh*t. I identify with these people....ok, that sounds a bit weird seeing as how they're all criminals, but that is part of why I felt a strong urge to write this post, and you will soon … Continue reading What Orange Is The New Black Made Me Realize About My Own Cultural Identity
I didn't know I would end up here, but as fate would have it, here I am.