My Nomadic Life, Non Fiction, Photography, travel, travel, Writing

My Nomadic Life: Parallel Universe

As my thirtieth birthday approaches, I find myself constantly thinking about time. I think about its role in our lives, how it influences our decisions and our actions; I think about how we try to manoeuvre it, wishing it to bend to our desires; I think about our perception of it when we look back,… Continue reading My Nomadic Life: Parallel Universe

My Nomadic Life, Non Fiction, Photography, travel, travel, Writing

Nomadic Life: Home is Where I can Unpack

I hope my Little Mermaid facecloth will detract attention from the rest of my mess; I don’t have much privacy and the place for my stuff is, well, the floor. Just now, as I was trying to tidy up my things as neatly as I could against the wall I’ve claimed as my own, I… Continue reading Nomadic Life: Home is Where I can Unpack