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I always thought I’d be dead by thirty-five. I don’t know where this fixation came from, what triggered it, or why I believed it, but the imagined certainty that I wouldn’t live to see forty defined my 20s and early 30s in a very real way. My friends in university would tell me to stop… Continue reading Thirty-Five
There are things beyond our control. Things that force us to change our plans, to be flexible and spontaneous, things that humble us, that remind us that the world keeps spinning regardless of what we’re going through, things that make the impossible possible and the possible impossible. These unpredictable factors are known as force majeure—a… Continue reading My Nomadic Life: Force Majeure
Though I'd been dreaming of going back for years, I didn't expect to return to New York City in 2021. But ever since I left Colombia (again) in August, things haven't been exactly going to plan (in a good way) and I've been relearning how to embrace the unexpected. That's how I ended up on… Continue reading My Nomadic Life: If I can Make it There…
Before I reached Fortaleza, I was feeling a bit stuck in Barreirinhas, not feeling quite at home, dreaming of the beach and the Lençóis Maranhenses, a national park in Brazil’s state of Maranhão. The park is made up of 155,000 hectares of white sand desert, and during the rainy season, hallucinating lagoons fill up the… Continue reading My Nomadic Life: Finding Freedom in Nature
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
Growing up in the 80s and 90s, I was always told I could do and be anything I wanted, and I believed it. We, as a generation, were told to reach for the stars, that the sky was the limit, that the world was our oyster, that it was at our feet, in the palm… Continue reading Nomadic Life: Chasing Waterfalls in the Amazon
For a few weeks now I'd been trying to write about Manaus, this strange, crazy, concrete jungle of a city which I can't quite figure out but have loved from the night I arrived. Located in the middle of the Amazon Rainforest, Manaus is home to 2.5 million people and spreads out over 11,000 km²… Continue reading My Nomadic Life: Finding the Road from Manaus