One Breathe, One Dive

In a space where you are floating and nothing is certain but your breath. Get out of your head and into your spirit.

The Start of Fall

I tried to paint a picture of this old city, surrounded by a fortress, made up of a giant bricked wall. I tried to draw it with words, similar to all the poems I wrote. For you.

Chaos of Traveling

It leaves me in chaos–raw, unfiltered, and wild. And when it does, I feel most free. Then, I will do it all over again.

Eat Shit for Breakfast

Own your shit. Fix your shit.Get over your shit. And clean your shit. So you can stop eating shit for breakfast.

Travel & Love musings

Finding love, falling in love, or however you want to describe your search for love, is like traveling. The best part is planning.