I recently had a very, very bad camping experience. I could write a lot about it, but I already did, so just wait for the book. Regardless, it left me…
On our first day in Ubud, Sabrina found a free class at a place called Yoga Barn. “Interested?” she asked me. “Literally not at all” I responded. “Yoga is weirdly…
Travelling, in general, is a lot of things. It’s humbling and eye-opening and grounding. It reminds you what’s important; what you actually care about and what you think you’re supposed…
I’ve been in New Zealand for 142 days. I landed in Auckland and felt lonely and weird and so insanely insecure about whatever the fuck I had just decided to…
FOMO. The genuine, life-altering fear of missing the eff out. I’m scared of a lot of things. Snakes. Weirdly large fish. That horrible, edge-of-your-seat train scene in Breaking Bad that…
I think one of my defining characteristics as a human is my constant awareness of time. And by awareness I mean obsession, and by obsession I mean driving force behind…