Being Present.
I let this blog completely slip over the past year or so. I can't even call it a blog when I write one random post per 6 months. There are, no lie, about 20 drafts sitting on my dashboard as I write this, various pieces and themes that I've wanted to share my thoughts on, but never quite got to the end of, and given up on altogether. However, today I write this from an old computer in a hostel in Chicago , and let me tell you my mind has never been clearer. I could get choked up thinking about it. And I really want to share what's on my heart so I'm gonna break the year of writer's block! If you can even call it that. Haha I'm not a 'writer'. WUTEVER, here goes. My 64gb iPhone 6 containing 5000 digital memories of the past year of my life that I stupidly have never backed up, my sole form of communication while I'm alone in this huge foreign city, got stolen from me in Chicago today. After getting my purse stolen on my last trip, this time