Journeys

“The only journey you make is the journey you make within”, she tells me as I travel the world trying…

Loss

It’s empty without her. There’s no way around it. The void is just there. Right in front of me. Present.…

New towns, new train stations, new buses, new hostels, hotels and Air Bnb hosts. New faces. New receptionists. New people…

I do love the red barns The hippies with grey pony tails Driving through the woods on Mountain Rest Road…

It’s one of those days. When every question is irritating.

I think I’m addicted. My life would be nothing without them.

I fell so hard for you and I’m still there you know. How will it ever be like it was…

A part of me thought she was going to be around forever There’s the image of her in the hospital…

I miss my yoga teacher Ana Paula in Campo Grande Who speaks slowly to make sure I understand her Portuguese…

News of loved ones passing away Whilst on the road The rain is pouring down in New York City and…