Largely, among other things,

as always and forever,

travel is about emotions 

This morning I had a

soulful breakfast back home

with grandma

I've grieved a relationship for a year now. And learned, and grew, gained and released. Realized both that I did nothing wrong and wrong I did. I made a decision back then to put up with things, and after I blamed the other for my feeling miserable and sick. And now what? Will I dare again? 😜 in another year?