I quit my airline, and before I start the next adventurous job, I took two weeks to live in the world of the unemployed. I adore the foreign, and this felt completely so, which wasn’t necessarily
Continue readingSix days and I didn’t see an airport or step foot on an airplane. I stayed in the same place every night. I woke up every morning to the sound of Dad throwing an assortment of fresh veggies
Continue readingI’m trying to keep up with my life. Trying and mostly failing. Instagram is doing a pretty good job of staying with the latest. Becky and I made a valiant attempt at going to Australia. We didn’t
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