Being home has been incredibly hard these past two weeks. All of the struggles of daily life become a blur while you’re away. It’s amazing, really. Just as a vacation doesn’t last, neither does the ability to forget about your troubles. You arrive home and everything comes back into focus. The kitchen, like always, has…… Continue reading Grain salads: three ways!
Growing up in a society that constantly dehumanizes and shames people for having emotions or contrasting viewpoints isn’t easy. Gaining the ability to stop the naysayers from affecting you also feels impossible at times. Usually, when I talk about post-travel depression, I get the same response: a forced face of understanding, sometimes followed by a…… Continue reading Post-travel depression
After four flights, a three hour road trip of getting lost beyond belief (even with GPS and paper directions), we made it to the rich coast. The very second we stepped off the plane, we were greeted with vibrant smiles, faces that screamed bon vivant, Spanish accents and that one of a kind attitude that hurt…… Continue reading Costa Rica 2017
2017: the future is female. I’m trying this new approach to blogging where I keep my political/religious/etc opinions to myself. One thing I need to say is that as much as you hope and pray for steady progression in life, sometimes you come face-to-face with walls– barriers that are meant to hold you still or push you…… Continue reading Matriarch Mondays
I decided to take an impromptu road trip down to Asheville, NC this past weekend. It was a plan made in the spur of the moment and maybe not the smartest idea I’ve ever had considering the time is short until Costa Rica and I REALLY need to try my hardest to be frugal, but do…… Continue reading Asheville, NC – 2017
Quite frequently I find myself trying to re-navigate the age-old question of “how the hell are you able to travel so much?” In celebration of officially booking our plane tickets to Costa Rica last night, I figured I’d take a stab at answering. The initial idea that most people have is that either me…… Continue reading How poor people travel
I posted a little rant on Instagram a few months back about how weird life can be and how, sometimes, even the best days can feel unbearable. It’s since been deleted because I’m annoying and constantly erase photos I no longer deem ‘worthy’, but I feel like the message is too important to let go. Today is…… Continue reading 50 shades of blue