ink and trail
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best man, best woman
To the man who knows it all: The good, the bad, and the downright ugly. The one into whose ear I’ve rambled endlessly— from the mundane to the deeply joyous, to the crushingly painful. The one who witnessed my lowest point, then celebrated every small victory on my way back up— and beyond. The one who’s never judged, but listened—patiently, and asked thoughtful questions. The one who’s shown me nothing but love and respect, even in our starkest disagreements (“life would be pretty boring if…
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solo
Here’s the thing I love most about traveling solo: After nearly four weeks in Tanzania, today is the first day I’m not within earshot of a familiar, friendly face. —not gonna lie, the separation anxiety is real. And that says a lot— Though that’s only half the truth: A massive thank you to the dude who waited with me forever and helped navigate the chaos of peak-hour Dar to get me safely into my Uber. All I can say is: THANK YOU Thank you for…
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