Travel
You Can Go Home Again
Eleven years. It had been eleven years since the last time I stepped foot in Turkey. Somewhere along the way, I decided that I wasn’t worthy of returning home. Part of me felt…
Breaking the Habit
I’m sick of the tension, sick of the hunger Sick of you acting like I owe you this Find another place to feed your greed While I find a place to rest I’m…
Making Peace with Being Settled
Sometime last year, I seriously contemplated the idea of selling all of my possessions (except for my books, of course), and truly embracing the nomad life. The wanderlust was strong, and I was…
A Seaside Getaway
What happens when two writers decided to have a weekend getaway and their first real bonding experience as friends? Not as much writing as you would think. When Jessica and I planned this…
‘Cause I’m a hopeless wanderer
2 years ago, I wrote this post on the biggest lesson I’ve learned about being a grown-up. In the post, I talked about how being on the road is what helps me feels…
