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 →

From hodophobe to wanderlust. 

If you’re twenty-two, physically fit, hungry to learn and be better, I urge you to travel – as far and as widely as possible. Sleep on floors if you have to. Find out how other people live and eat and cook. Learn from them – wherever you go. Every single being on our planet locomotes... Continue Reading →

The nomadic appetite of a gourmand. 

Some things are just universal. Like the known scientific fact that the colder and wetter you are, the better bacon smells frying. Food. The syllable alone makes one salivate so bad. The source of the energy that drives every living being. The matter that makes us a matter that actually matters. It is what every creature... Continue Reading →

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