I cried my entire way through airport security. Last September, I left the States to teach English in France...
Displaced. I truly can’t think of a better word than displaced to describe the past few months but also...
Over a plate of nachos that were made with random items scrounged up but that were ultimately burned, I...
It’s not like I didn’t know. Parents, older siblings, friends, mentors—really anyone—have told me that life flashes before my...
This month was a whirlwind to say the least. From staying in Atlanta for a hot sec’ to living...