The Real Dangers of Traveling

The list can go on an on, but here's what I found to be the biggest dangers of traveling, or more precisely, returning from a life-changing trip. 1. Culture: You'll experience so many different cultures, and at the same time, come to find that societies do have different expectations and values in different places. Therefore, when … Continue reading The Real Dangers of Traveling

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Without The Weight of Gravity

I want the dream I don't believe in The fairytale without an ending The truth in the face of a lie To know the answers without the questions I want to know why bad things happen to good people The reason everyone wants what they don't have The amount of times it takes to try … Continue reading Without The Weight of Gravity

Illusions & Delusions 

She floats like dust in a dream world  When the sun sets, it all falls  Settled  Down  Drop to the floor to pray Not even the strong make it out alive What is here  Is what you have  As silence falls  What can you hear the loudest? Calm comes when you realize  Everything that comes, … Continue reading Illusions & Delusions 

Fall Forward

It's the first day of fall. It's my favorite season, and I'm back in Los Angeles. From the months abroad, if I had to pick one word to define how I've returned, I'd choose "liberated." Liberated from material things, liberated from the desire to have anything new, liberated from the suffocation of self-inflicting anxiety, liberated … Continue reading Fall Forward

Love Does.

“I used to be afraid of failing at something that really mattered to me, but now I'm more afraid of succeeding at things that don't matter.” - Bob Goff If you haven't heard of the book "Love Does," here you go. Yesterday, I was sitting in a friend's loft hanging out under her stairs, and I … Continue reading Love Does.

Sand, Se(e) and Shorelines

People say the world is small, and that's an expression to showcase how the seemingly coincidental moments occur. When you really think about it, the world is large, vast and in a way, can be considered infinite. Often when I'm at the beach, I think about all the grains of sand and how there is … Continue reading Sand, Se(e) and Shorelines