Continued from The Panoramic Intersection of God, Family & The Open Road: Part 1-2014 The hardest part about travel is leaving. I procrastinate packing, flip through pictures, smell the room and the people in it, and tightly hug my loved … Continue reading
The words must have slipped out of my mouth so nonchalantly that I didn’t even catch them. “Alright, I’m heading back home,” I told my mom and gave her a big hug after spending the weekend at my parents’ house, … Continue reading
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Two bikes, one life, and the whole world to see
The thoughts of a random Burundian woman
The absurd, the ironic, and the faithful.
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