So much has happened.
These few months have felt like lifetimes. I’ve seen and learned more than I have in the entire 22 years of my life. And I have a good long way to go. A few days ago I turned 23, and I wouldn’t want to be doing anything else. Traveling is my life.
I have so many stories. I don’t know where to start. But because writing is one of my dearest loves, I know I will create some stillness and clarity very soon. Perhaps I will just start at the beginning.