I usually buckle when I’m accused of being so “pissed off” all of the time. What the hell do I have to be so pissed off about anyway? Nothing, I suppose. Or, maybe everything. Maybe I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. Maybe I’m pissed off that I can’t talk about anything without […]Read more "spouting off"
oh, new zealand. you’re still on my mind. as in a lot.Read more "watch me as I go: NZ"
she dropped her head to the table. that alone hurt, but it didn’t matter anymore. the headache paled in comparison to the massive explosion that was happening all around her. this time, she could feel it in her chest. she felt it in her neck, too. but that’s nothing new. ever since the spine surgery, […]Read more "overwhelmed"
Geneva, Switzerland my mom still teases me that I was the little girl who was nervous and scared of everything. she likes to remind me (and tell others) that I was the little girl who wouldn’t even hang from her knees, upside-down on the playset in our backyard. and yes, I was nervous about some […]Read more "adventure time"
it was appropriate that she met a lighting guy in what was her darkest hour. it’s not like she meant to stumble upon him. not there. not like that. she didn’t have much of a goal going into the trip, other than to maybe ride on the back of a motorcycle with a dirty hot […]Read more "turns out it didn’t matter"
we arrived in Kampala in July 2014 right around the time ebola was beginning to make headlines. it was on our minds, obviously, as the news carried nothing but images of bodies in bags in the streets. or worse, just piled near the side of the road. but it wasn’t the people in Uganda I was worried […]Read more "uganda"
there was this one time at work, in georgia … where does our work take us? and where do we take our work? for me, I’m lucky. I get to work not only at a job I love and feel passionate about every single day, but one that allows me the freedom to travel and to […]Read more "stay home"