The times I was scared. The times when my phone’s data wouldn’t work and I had no idea where I was. The times when I have to rely on the kindness of strangers for my livelihood. When the calm meets the storm.
I open my eyes to hugs and laughs. I open Telegram and reply to everyone who had a busy night in Asia while I was sound asleep. I’m brought coffee in bed. I brush my teeth, wash my face, comb my hair. I grab my book or my journal and make my way to theContinue reading “A Day in Oaxaca de Juarez, México”
It will be months until I sleep in this bed again with the warm blankets and the silk pillowcases. It will be months that I get to hug my family and see my friends. It will be months without singing old songs at the kitchen table with my grandma and grandpa. It will be monthsContinue reading “It Will Be Months”