A bumpy landing…

I’m sitting on a plane bound for the Philippines and I can’t help but reflect on the last 6 weeks that I spent at home in California. I was anxious about coming back to the States about two weeks before I left. Most of me didn’t want to come back yet. And part of me…

Swimming against the stream

These last two months of mine have been a blur and swirl of experiences, from this galaxy to the neighboring ones.  And while I don’t have the words to describe where I’ve been and what I’ve seen, there’s one tiny snippet that I wanted to attempt to capture in order to share. I brought my…

Untouched soil

Spending some time alone, especially extended periods of time alone, has made me reflective of the experiences I’ve gone through in life.  This might just be my nature, but this reflection is usually on those experiences that were brutal in some way.  I’ve begun to notice just how often I respond to situations based on…

Musings about Italy

You buy a bus ticket at news stands and tobacco shops Cash is much preferred and there are ATMs everywhere Everyone has major swag, even three year olds Garlic wafts through the streets of Venice Wine is appropriate at ALL hours of the day All words seem to end with an A, O, or I…

Musings about France

Parisian’s are insanely fashionable and you can take window-shopping to a whole new level in Paris French women smell of expensive perfume when you walk by them Young people smoke cigarettes quite a bit Pure black espressos are very popular.  I had my first espresso ever and it was like drinking hard liquor *squinty faced…