Cats, identities and song lyrics
When I was at a cafe today, one of my favorites called Krazy Gecko – you can sit out on the ledge with a picturesque view of Phewa Lake before you – a white cat came up to me, plopped…
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Dichotomies and other musings
Nepal is alluring and depressing. Chaotic and peaceful. Inspiring and exhausting. Rich in history and poor in development. Its people are kind in demeanor and yet cold. This country is everything and nothing I thought it would be. So far,…
This isn’t what I thought it’d be
Yesterday, I woke up and seriously considered booking a ticket home. I thought about how that would feel. I envisioned being nestled in my little nook with Magnus asleep on top of me, going about my day like nothing had…
My first days in Kathmandu
Welp. Apparently I’ve been partying too hard in Nepal because this morning I woke up sick. JK. I haven’t been partying – the air here is horribly polluted and I bet that has a large part of why my throat…
Ramblings while in Hong Kong
In 2015, I was offered a job to teach English in Japan. During my time in college, I’d been studying to become certified in TEFL (Teaching English as a Foreign Language) and I was convinced no other path awaited me…
Purging the extra weight
Well, I did it. I packed my life into a 65-liter backpack plus a 20-liter carry-on. And I’m sitting here staring at it, thinking, but do I have enough stuff? Obviously, yes, and I can always buy more. But that’s…
Give Your Fear A Hug
In fifty-five days, I board a plane bound for Kathmandu, Nepal (well, Seattle –> LA –> Hong-Kong –> Kathmandu, but that’s beside the point). Never before have my thoughts been so consumed with the future, not in this sense anyway.…
An Ode to my Little Nook
The first time I laid eyes on what would become my future home, I knew I needed to live there. Nestled on a quiet hill across the street from Minto Brown Park, this renovated basement apartment, which I now refer…
I’m moving—
Welp. I really dropped the ball on posting one blog a week. OOPS. I’ve had my reasons for it, though. I’ve been consumed with thinking about one thing and not much else. But I couldn’t talk about that one thing…
Religion: shame, guilt and Disney characters.
I grew up in a very religious household, which meant that most of my young life was spent in and around church in some capacity: Vacation Bible School; youth group; prayer group; family Bible study; Sunday school. You get the…