{Written on May 8th, 2017} What a glorious moment, to sit sleep deprived on a jolty bus and realize that I've finished a 45 page paper (58 if you count my bibliography) and to think...alright, what now?

{Written on May 7, 2017} I have 30 minutes to wander in Martigny. In that time I found a little square by a church and clock tower, shaded by a willowing green and the sound of birds singing their chirp, the scent of frying oil and garlic waking the 12:20 air.

On the way to Zermatt

Written on 28, 2017 Excuse my language, but holy SHIT I am on the train on my way to Zermatt and looking out the window I feel like I just opened a whole new can of Switzerland. The ice-blue Gatorade of the stream rushing through the gully beside me, the lush green juxtaposed against the... Continue Reading →

{Written on April 18, 2017, during the independent student project (ISP) month.} Spending the day at the library is a like taking a silent retreat. It's always a little surreal when you finally re-enter the real world

{Written on April 26, 2017} Yawns are the universal connector. No matter how far away you may be from a person, physically or emotionally, if you look someone in the eye and pass a yawn you will have been able to feel the other's experience. That's the birth of empathy.

{Written in April 17, 2017} I bus past so many cows just chillin in grassy front yards like dogs in their home domain.

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