March 27, 2022 Why I Left Colorado After only ten months (maybe eleven) in Colorado, my husband and I packed our bags, hired movers, and left the mountainous state of Colorado. Part of me was a little sad, but most of me was happy. Now don’t me wrong–I loved seeing the mountains every single day, but there was something missing. Since we had arrived in Colorado, it felt like something was just off. There was a big of *magic* that was just absent.
January 25, 2022 My 2022 Mantra: Unapologetic Everyone talks about the negatives associated with the pandemic. Yet, I haven’t seen so many people talk positively about what changed for the better during this time. Of course, I can only speak from experience, but from January 2020 until now, as I wrote in the last post, I can only really describe the previous two years with one word: unapologetic.
January 25, 2022 A Shift in the Tides Two years ago, if you asked me where I would have seen myself in 2022, I don’t know what I would have said. I probably would have laughed a little, joked about owning some business, and said that I definitely wouldn’t be working as much as I was at the time. Two years ago, I was finally out of my grocery store job, into an office, and I thought I had it made. But I was working long hours, working a side hustle that was going nowhere fast, and just engaged. Now I’m married, living in a different state, and working more, but the catch is that I work for myself. So, in essence, half of the time, the work is just me flexing my brain, learning something, and conversing with one of the many dozen of clients I handle regularly. Life looks completely different in 2022 than it did in 2020, not just for work and personal reasons, as the tides have shifted for us all.
March 9, 2021 Time of the Season When I arrived in Florida two years ago, I was convinced that I was going to stay here forever. I lived in Taiwan long…
February 12, 2021 Of Fernweh and Fast Cars Fernweh. I remember first hearing that word in college in Pittsburgh, sitting next to a teammate of mine who had just about as much of the travel bug as I did back then. We were no more than nineteen or twenty, sitting and staring at maps, language books, and googling flight prices. The literal meaning of the word is something I have experienced many times in my life: far-sickness.
