Home is where you park it. No truer statement could be said for a nomad – something I am proud to call myself. I can not deny, however, that it wasn’t the easiest leap of faith to make, and it is a decision that many eager spirits long to make.
Whether I have had the honor to meet you face to face, or merely through this virtual world of letters that form words, I can honestly say that I would not be where I am today without your support.
I recently took a trip up North and brought back a few souvenirs: A gash on my forehead, a hole in my eyebrow, and most importantly a rekindled friendship with the girl inside me.
My first blog post telling who and why I am.