How many Sundays have gone by without one of my amazing blackout poems, I hear you ask? I’d be happier to know that you weren’t actually keeping track.
If you were, though, I don’t blame you.
Unfortunately packing for a year abroad means deciding what goes and what stays behind and, you guessed it, most of my art things did get the “I’ll see you when I see you.” which has left me in a little situation. Continue reading
Contrary to popular belief.
You know what they say: “If you like it then you should put a ring in it!” So today Amanda and I went and got my nose pierced!
I’m a strong advocate of ‘everything happens for a reason’ and so here I am writing to let you guys in on a little secret I’ve been holding on to for about … two months?
I’m moving to Bogotá for a year!
The sun rises on Carnival Tuesday in the Land of Oil and Music and as we come together with a truck on the road to celebrate the greatest show on earth it’s hard to believe that there are places in the world under great stress and turmoil.
“The Definition of Freedom”