two short stories. one isn’t true, but could be. one is very true, and plagues my mental ever so often
I’ve dreamed of being a published author for as long as I can remember. Thanks to my current lifestyle I have the time and space I’ve always needed write, but something has been holding me back… Maybe it’s me.
Whew. 2020. The end of another year, another decade; where to start? I’m sure by now, blog sites are flooded […]
Steps I take to do something when I feel stuck Sometimes I wake up stressed about money. For the record, […]
My first-ever professional photo shoot. I think she did wonderfully!
Site revamping is never fun for me! There’s endless learning about formatting and editing, and I’m more serious about my […]
Flashing back to the week-and-change I got to spend with friends from back in the States. I love this life, but I do miss my folk sometimes 💕
To say you know me is admirable, but only partially true. Mainly because I’m learning me myself.
Yesterday’s events taught me many lessons. But, above all, that I have much to be thankful for, even when things go wrong.
We don’t give folks enough credit for this nomadic life. It looks luxurious, but it takes a certain kind of person to bounce from everything they’ve known. Unless they’re running from someone or something, and that’s a completely different kind of setup and energy anyway. But, for the nomadic traveler who is traveling as part of a bigger journey, the challenges are going to be different. This is the nomad I have in mind here.