Can they smell the stench of rot coming from inside? Or hear the words attacking my brain, too evil to confide? Disintegrating bone and flesh are the fabrics of my soul, But on the outside looking in, they would never know. My arms are tired, my fire out, I’m too exhausted to keep going. Yet … Continue reading The Decay of Me
I saw you today. You were working, bustling around tables on a busy and sunny Sunday afternoon. Your hair was in a bun on top of your head. The backside of your head was closely shaved. Your hair was blonde. But not any blonde. The blonde that makes you look like you spend your dreams … Continue reading Maybe
"Day by day nothing changes, and yet when we look back, everything is different." - C.S. Lewis It was brought to my attention from a friend back home that today commemorates the 6-month anniversary since I packed my life into 100 lbs, hugged my family and friend’s goodbye and embarked on a journey with … Continue reading My Personal Reflections on 6 Months Abroad
I thought about writing this and I talked myself out of it, a lot. No one wants to expose their weakness to the world, but I wouldn’t be the blogger I want to be if I couldn’t be relatable.