Chicken Buses Aren’t Actually Filled With Chickens (and other revelations)

I would like to begin this recollection with a quote from my journal entry from my 8th day in Guatemala: “Today it was hard to pay attention in class and I felt sick to my stomach.” Little did I know that was because I had creatures eating my insides, though I am getting ahead of … Continue reading Chicken Buses Aren’t Actually Filled With Chickens (and other revelations)

Why am I here? A not-so-existential-like existential crisis.

Hey friends. We meet at last. I was going to say we meet again, but I guess this is my first official post, so...hi. I did just spend way too long writing a whole bunch of nothing on my "About Me" page, so I feel like I have already introduced myself. It's pretty non-informative but … Continue reading Why am I here? A not-so-existential-like existential crisis.