I was waiting to feel ready and have time.
Turns out, you're never ready, and you have to make time.
But when you don't identify with any one place, the whole world feels like your oyster.
Home is a feeling, not a place.
Am I a travel expert or a doctor? No, not at all. But I've always been dedicated to wellness, and travel has been a source of comfort and calm.
Psychology degree, master's in health science, studied holistic nutrition too. I'm endlessly curious about what brings us joy, how to feel our best, and when we are the ones standing in our own way, how can we course correct?
No matter how silly or unrealistic they might seem.
Travel forces me outside my own head, disrupts my routine, and demands my attention in a way almost nothing else does.
I'm physically uncomfortable when I don't have a trip planned.
My husband thinks this is a personality flaw.
I think the world just has too much to offer.
I live in Portland with my husband and our Doghter, Louise. We're childfree by choice. Feeling our way through adulthood hits different when no one else is relying on you.
And it's still scary.
Once a month. Like having coffee with me.
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"Travel is not a reward for working. It's an education for living."
— Anthony Bourdain