Quilotoa Loop Go Here, Do This
There’s something magical about bumping down dirt roads that are rarely driven. About passing neighborhoods…
There’s something magical about bumping down dirt roads that are rarely driven. About passing neighborhoods…
I sat there power drinking my tea. Determined to teach them a lesson. I understood…
We were spread out around the loft. Curled in couch corners scribbling, seated at tables…
Lush, green, full to the brim of Pacific Northwest beauty. This easy to access Central…
Face flushed, she shrugged. I just think people are so great. It’s hard for everyone…
My phone buzzed. A text from my sister. She was boarding her plane for a…
There is a beauty that lies in having your heart smashed. Crumpled. Broken. Earth-shattering-sudden-ending broken….
I knew the moment it was going to happen. It was a split second flash,…
Heavy silence swam through the phone lines. Silent weeping on my end. Fervid wishing for…