1. I've journaled fairly consistently since childhood, but as of late, this ritual has become more of a cathartic practice rather than a point of pleasure. I'm unsure what to make of this shift just yet, but documenting feels precious. Necessary, even, because it seems to be the only thing that ... Read More
The Morning After
It's somber, the morning after. Sobering, too. So much so that a part of me wanted to spend the day curled up in bed—but the best revenge is living despite, even if in spite, of. Joy is an act of resistance, I'm told. I'm not there yet (which is why I've been quiet on my little corner of the ... Read More
What’s In My Travel Beauty Bag
Not everything; just the important things. I'm not sure what happened between the 2010s and now, but I've evolved (or devolved?) from a minimalist packer to a maximalist traveler even after I've pared down to the bare necessities. It's all subjective, of course, and I'm attributing the heavier ... Read More