New York & California – January 2020

I’m done. Finished. I’m outa here! Goodbye, good luck and Godspeed to everyone in the states. I’m finally leaving. It’s been a wild adventure here. I’ve seen a lot of this country from California to New York and so many of the beautiful people that live here. But I know that this is a country that I don’t want to be in anymore.

I want to go where people don’t speak English, where every day is a little bit of a battle for some reason. A place where I’m challenged day to day by myself and by the environment around me. Most importantly, I want to be warm again. That place will be Nicaragua.

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Flagstaff, Arizona – December 2019

Sitting on the train to New Mexico from Flagstaff, I have some time to sit and write.
Time has really escaped me during the last few weeks. It feels as though each day has melted into one another. Which is really beautiful, but also invites a feeling of being slightly concerned too. Concerned about what I’m doing and if I’m simply just “wasting time” instead of doing something for the benefit of a career or personal development.
But it has also been really nice to slow down and relax.

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Food preferences – September 2019

I’d like to talk about preferences. And more importantly, food preferences.

Whenever I’m out to eat, which is most nights of the week, there is inevitably one person that asks me why I choose to be vegan. It’s, really, harmless question, but it invites a long discussion about why I am choosing to put, or not put, certain foods into my body. Which is, honestly, no one’s goddamn business but my own.

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Gili Air, again – September 2019

My life in Gili Air has settled back on me like a cat finding its favourite place in the morning sun. It almost feels as though I never even left.

Obviously, there are some changes. The people are different. Some friends here are still the same. However, I have found myself making new, beautiful friends as well. Again, most of them are divers but there are a lot less French around me this time which means I understand a lot more of what’s going on. The French generally just speak French.

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