The time has come and gone once again, as it always does, and my new 22 is rolling into 23. I feel like 23 is a very oddly shaped and ambiguous number. It’s somewhere in between the newfound fun of 21 and the semi-adultness (yes, new word creation) of 25.
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The ocean has always called to me. From the time I could stand up in diapers, you could always find me chasing the waves of the shore. Jumping in and out, over and under. Swimming until my fingers pruned and the sun kissed my hair white.
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In homage of the end of another 365 days, reflecting on memories from years past and those yet to be made. This was written with my favorite moments in mind, and more that will come. Just don’t forget, the end of of this year is also the start of another. Life is fleeting, so: go.
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I always thought that travel bloggers lead this luxurious life of doing whatever they wanted and then just writing every once in a while. After all, how hard can it be to pound out a quick blog? I’m realizing now it isn’t quite that easy.
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India is a lot like Vegemite (a lesson I learned in Australia): you either hate it or you love it. Some people warned me that it was overpopulated, overwhelming, and most definitely under sanitized. They were right. Cities are overflowing with people, blanketed in trash, engulfed by a cacophony of noise – and I absolutely love it.
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I’ve been thinking about it quite a lot on this trip. I always keep a travel journal and am entranced by taking boatloads of pictures and making videos. Why? I’m not a professional. I don’t have thousands of followers, just a very normal blog that’s used as my creative outlet.
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