Category Being Twenty Eight.
Shake it, shake shake it.
(written from a plane, on my way down to Los Angeles) That familiar feeling of ‘taking flight’ has rooted itself deep in my soul again. Almost like waves in the ocean, up and down it goes, and I am very high up this time. 35,082 feet to be exact. I don’t know why I can’t […]
Blowing the Humanitarian Whistle.
I have been trying, trying to write this post for awhile now. The politics part of this bores and fascinates me equally, but it’s the human part that gets to me. It is what keeps me from writing because the thoughts in my head swirl and expand, and I don’t know where to start or […]
Unexpected Liberation 