me doing the most me in HK There are seasons where I am happy beyond reason to be living and traveling through this life solo; making all my own plans and decisions, spending money on frivolous things with no one... Continue Reading →
Normally in the States, I'm so jacked up on conversation hearts that I can be pretty numb to the pain of being single on Valentines Day. And every day. All day. Because it is. It's okay to love being single to celebrate the heck out of it, and to also acknowledge that it can be really, really hard.
Confession time: I recently set up an account on Match.com - more for an ego boost than an actual desire to start dating before I bounce to Brazil for two years. I've played around with Tinder, OkCupid, and eHarmony before (btw,... Continue Reading →
Perhaps because I have young parents, I always assumed I would be married, have a career and a few wee ones to worry about before I turned 30. We'd live in a cute house decorated with mason jars and DIY projects. There... Continue Reading →