Yesterday while walking home I had the sudden urge to write about happiness. The man that sits by the Open Kitchen restaurant on Williams street smiles and says good night to EVERYBODY black. I’m not sure if he’s homeless or if he just hangs out there. I told myself that I’m going to ask him what the secret is because he seems very happy. I ignored my intuition about writing this because of processing, but my friend sent me a TEDx Bloomington talk this morning because most people know I enjoy a good Ted Talk. Continue reading “Bloomington”
Exactly three months ago today I return from Ghana. I know I owe you this post but a lot was happening. So continue reading about my experience in Accra.
All the photos here are literally all the photos I took in Ghana and here’s why:
I was caught up in the experience
I shared this experience with someone
My iPhone photography skills are trash
I usually don’t take pictures on trips I’m not really sure if I did in Paris, now that I think about it. Continue reading “My Ghana Experience”
For almost two years I spoke about my desire to visit Ghana. One of my closest friends visited Ghana with her spouse and invited me on their next trip some years ago. However, they had a baby and choose not to visit again until their daughter was much older. I played with the idea of going alone for a long time but my year of 2017 prioritize a major debt that would allow me to complete a major goal in 2018 (details in another post). I traveled in the states instead of out the country in 2017 because it was affordable but once I settled my debt later that year I told myself I will make Ghana happen. Continue reading “Ghana happened,”
I am sitting in front of my computer trying to figure out how to start this post and that is a problem. Why? Because I promised myself that nothing will be forced. So instead of over thinking I’ll make this simple. Continue reading “What’s Going Well?”
This post started at 12:37 pm, on the 5 train, two stops away from my destination.
The problem with October and actually posting was making time for it. Continue reading “Cliché, a little”
If you can figure out where I was in the photo above, shout out to you, but I’m not telling. Yes, one of my secret trips that I refuse to talk much about because it’s either a good one or a bad one. This last trip was good until _______________, happy I went though. The weather was great, the food was decent, the company is always amazing, but reality finds it way in every time.
The first week of my return, I was in my feelings. I didn’t make my bed, I had a pile of trash in my kitchen, I didn’t open the blinds, and nearly killed one of my plants that almost dried up. Once I realized this, I got up and got my shit together. Feel what you need to feel but NEVER stay “there” for long.
In this lesson, I learned another reason why I love plants. There’s something about keeping my plants alive that reminds that in life, everythingneeds watering and time to grow.
I’m gearing up for the summer, I’ll have so much free time that it’s scary. I’ll be reading a lot of books and hopefully traveling. I may attend a wedding in California this July or randomly go to another city/state on my list (ATL, Texas, New Orleans, Cali) of options.
I’m working on a minimalism post. I found myself becoming very minimal since living in my current apartment and I’m excited to share my transition in a few weeks to come.
One more random day trip to close out April in a few days, here comes MAY, it will be a good one!
It’s the ending of the semester and I’m stressed. I’m stressed because of a course that I’m not fond of. Why? Because it doesn’t interest me, it was completely my choice to take so I shouldn’t be so upset about it, and I need the credits.
I’m a few days shy of my 28th birthday. Although I’m not celebrating, my college gave me a travel award and a two night stay in Albany, NY to attend a wellness conference. I took it and decided to call it a celebration. Instead of utilizing the time to do the activities at the conference, my body went into shut down. I slept like a baby for most of the first day. I needed the sleep since the last couple of weeks my sleep pattern had been off. But there’s something about a night in a hotel that changes everything.
While I waited to call a taxi so I can transport out of Albany back to New York City, I’m had this awful garden salad, with all kinds of extra shit, and some of the vegetables were old.
As I gear up for the upcoming birthday, I thinking about all the post I’d like to get in this month. I’ve been working on my Minimalist post, my journey to minimalism. Just something to share in my twenty something years I guess.
How do you feel about hotels and what’s on the agenda for April?