In 2018, I have so much for which I am deeply, unashamedly, and unrepentantly grateful.
A longing for one’s home during a period of absence from it.
Here’s the thing: life is sort of a pretty dream, if you look at it the right way.
Moving, the cause of such interesting emotions.
To live + love + work: London or New York. How does one choose?
Some times the way to fall in love again is to leave the thing behind you.