September 23, 2018 Make the World Your Runway It was a couple of weeks ago. A Monday, just an ordinary Monday. There I was, sick and on some strong cold medication, strutting down YiZhong street with my sunglasses on and my hair pulled back into a sleek braid. Half of me was convinced I was going to fall flat on my face in front of a bunch of high school students outside of Family Mart, because my entire body was shaking from the medication. The other half of me felt like I was on the runway at fashion week or something equally as ridiculous. Thank you, Panadol, for that rush of unwarranted confidence.
September 1, 2018 The Waiting Game Is it just me, or does anyone else often go through those periods of life where we crave the company of another person? No,…
August 11, 2018 The #NoFilter Truth About Life Abroad I consider myself a rare breed of eccentric, seeing as I knew from a young age that somehow and in some way, I was…
August 1, 2018 Bye, Bye Murturtle About two weeks ago, I sat down in front of my computer and stared at my social media handles. All of them–for as long…
July 29, 2018 The Key to True Happiness As children, our imaginations were as vast and vivid as clear, sunny day in July. We ran around outside, chasing our siblings or friends,…
July 25, 2018 Learning to Swim with Sharks: How to Survive the Traffic of Taiwan (And Life) Back in August 2016 when I first arrived in Taiwan, I’ll never forget one of the first information sessions our training group had. Most…
July 18, 2018 Waiting On Maria The day is Tuesday. July 10th. Here in Taichung, we await the arrival of Typhoon Maria, who seems to be escaping her planned parade…
July 15, 2018 The Master Puppeteer *This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used…
June 6, 2018 Somewhere Over the Pacific *written mid-trip to America, whilst sleep deprived and without connection to the outside world, so take what I have to say with utmost caution, or don’t* To say I am excited to go home is an understatement. I’m pretty sure my countdown started at 100 days to go. I’m so stoked that I’m sitting in seat 25K, staring out the window, wide awake on a ten-hour flight from Taipei to Vancouver, knowing full well that not getting sleep is going to be so fun later when I finally make it to Chicago. Good news is that I’ll sleep really well tonight. That’s for sure.
