There’s this thing called ‘sonder’, and it describes the profound understanding that every single person in the world – every stranger that touches your life, however briefly, is living a life that is just as unique and complex as your own.
So this is just a place for me to share some of the odd things that happen in my own silly little life.
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Sri Lanka (4/4)
The weekend preceding my final days in Sri Lanka was a welcome break, but it also only served to postpone the stresses and anxieties that came with volunteering out there: we had a wonderful trip to the Maldives planned, and it was bliss. I almost didn’t go on this trip, truth be told. I am…
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Sri Lanka (3/4)
The weekend between weeks 3 and 4 of volunteering in Sri Lanka was quite an enjoyable and relaxed experience. There wasn’t a planned trip to go on, and I was happy to save money and stay at the accommodation and not plan a trip for that weekend either. I had the company of my roommates…
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Sri Lanka (2/4)
The weekend leading into my second week in Sri Lanka was a fun one. I partook in a trip around the country, which was organised by the company itself, where I went on my first safari – where I saw elephants and water buffalo for the first time too – visited a natural moonstone mine,…
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Sri Lanka (1/4)
I think I was last here on the 2nd of January. I write this on the 22nd of March, so it has for sure been a while. I had honestly forgotten that I had made this blog, or whatever this thing masquerading as a blog happens to be. But I come bearing updates. I’ve just…
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New Year, New Me
I’ve always thought that this phrase was a bit of a funny one. Years are a human concept. The ‘new year’ could have been decided to be on any day. In another time, maybe new years is on December the 25th. Or 1st. Or on any other day throughout the year. Maybe it’s in mid-February.…
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December the 1st,
December the 1st. Damn, how time flies. It feels like yesterday that I was working my retail job, with no end in sight; interview after failed interview and I wasn’t getting anywhere. Not that I knew what to do with my Film Studies degree anyway. And then, suddenly finding myself in Canada, rather abruptly, working…
An Odyssey Of Being 