Cravings; the voice of our hunger

We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.   Cravings. I love the feeling we tend to get when we are in need of that one entity that incomplete us at that particular moment. Cravings are something that is not understood by anyone else other than thyself. It's hard not to live without... Continue Reading →

Diaspora; molding a home away from home.

To walk through unknown streets in cities where you are merely learning the language is to force yourself into a new state of hypervigilance.   Migration. Does not compel everyone to be a part of it, but many in your life, close ones, have gone away to a new, foreign land to make their mark in... Continue Reading →

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