A Reclaiming

I’m not sure when fear became the determining factor for the decisions I make, but it came to a head this past week. It started off simply enough: signing up for a text service called Nudge. Nudge is a company that sends you biweekly text messages with ideas of excursions to take in your area–Seattle…

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African Rhythms

I’m lying in bed, staring up at the bare single lightbulb that casts a dim glow in my room, wondering when the next electricity outage will be. I just got off a vchat with my best friend from college, the connection between Namaacha and London suprisingly clear. My mãe is singing a tune that seems…

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Open Letter to an Old Friend

One of the hardest lessons I’ve learned since living in Ecuador is that friendships, even ones you think are forever, sometimes fall apart. Sometimes one person is more to blame, and sometimes it’s just a natural effect of being far away from each other. Maybe those relationships can be revived in the future, or maybe…

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Home

Home. What is home? Living in Quito has made me question the definition of home, reworking it to encompass my experiences abroad. I have often wondered how long it must one be in a place to be able to say one lived there. For it to feel like home. Is three months enough? Is 10.5?…

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