From A Squirrel to A Wandering Sole

Friends often ask me where I got my wanderlust. I suppose it comes from my constant desire for change—from something as simple as a change of scenery to the profound changes that travel has brought into my life. One of my favorite transformations has been the one from my old “squirrel self” into a wanderingContinueContinue reading “From A Squirrel to A Wandering Sole”

The Price I Have to Pay for this Kind of Bliss

This blog entry was originally written on May 5, 2014 I can only write beautiful odes when I am melancholic… My writing muse seems to abandon me whenever i am happy. It feeds on my loneliness, on my sorrows, on my miseries. Without any depressing thought, my creative juices run out. I had been inContinueContinue reading “The Price I Have to Pay for this Kind of Bliss”