I just moved to England permanently for the first time – at the start of the third national lockdown. Not my best timing, I must say, and it’s bundled with a lot of mixed feelings.
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We gathered on the tarmac in the September heat, envisioning what was to come after the next five hours. Cyprus was calling, and we were eager to go, although I never quite imagined myself in this position just a few weeks ago.
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Four-lettered words are some of the most complicated: love, hate, pain, hope, home. If you ask a person to define them, there will never be one correct, all-encompassing answer. I love both my family and my dog, my best friends and sunrises, ice cream and freediving. Do I love them all the same way? Of course not (one would hope).
Continue reading “On Travel + Life: How Do You Know If You’ve Found Home?”
It’s so easy to let fear dictate the choices we make in our lives: fear of failure, of loss, or fear of being different. This past week, I reached a pivotal point where I was stirring over a decision that would determine my attitude towards they way I want to live my life:
Do I follow the path that is ‘easier’ but much less satisfying, or do I take the path that elicits excitement from my soul but will test me with more challenges?
Continue reading “To Follow Your Heart, or Societal Norms?”
Money’s always a bit of a sensitive topic. We’re nervous to bring it up and then when the discussion finally happens, it turns into a ballet dance on a withering sheet of ice so as to avoid insult or offence.
I’ve had a few people ask me, not without uncomfortable pause before, about how exactly I’m paying for all of my travels and life abroad – what with being a broke Millenial crushed by college loans.
Continue reading “How I Afford to Live Abroad in Thailand”
On the spur of a big night out, I decided to turn off my morning alarms. I missed my flight to Northern Thailand so that I could stay longer in Koh Tao. Little did I know that this would only be the beginning of my procrastination of returning back home to New Jersey.
Continue reading “The Reality of Moving Abroad for the First Time”