February 8, 2020 Finding the Magic I distinctly remember as a kid being extra attached to things, people, and situations. I’d fixate on a good feeling, a fantastic memory, or my…
October 5, 2019 Redefining What Homesick Means A year ago, I sat in my apartment in Taiwan, staring out at the concrete jungle. Part of me felt completely at ease eating my Bento boxes, writing every morning before work, teaching kids English, but another part of me felt this pull back to America. Like I knew I needed to come back for my next chapter. Truthfully, I was homesick.
