Hello and Welcome!

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“People only get really interesting when they start to rattle the bars of their cages.” – Alain de Bottom

After about six months of going back and forth about starting a blog, here it is – my first blog post! I’m so excited to get this blog launched and off the ground. I felt this was the best time considering I’m about to leave the country for nearly two months.

In the following weeks, expect to see my travel rants, tips, and overall adventures.

I guess the best place to start is to let you know how I got here. The last five years have been the most event-filled and have led me to discover so many things about myself. After college I felt a bit lost (like most 22-year-olds feel). I spent about five months working out what I wanted to do and how to get there. After working 60-hour weeks at a gas station and filling my “free” time with a 20-hour internship, my sister invited me to  move in with her. Within two weeks, I packed up all my stuff and relocated from Dallas to Austin. I had just over $500 to my name and no real job prospects. Luckily, I landed a job within a month at the same agency I had my internship. I had a full-time job, with benefits, PTO, and was working with a clientele I was passionate about working with (refugees). Yet, a little after nine months, the stress became too much for me and I quit. There were a slue of issues with the agency and my position, but essentially I was feeling more and more frustrated every day. I would come home and feel utterly exhausted. I would cry nearly every day the last two months from frustration, anger, and overall feeling of despair. I’m sure a lot of people feel this way about their jobs – but I never once expected to feel that way about mine.

I knew that helping those who are in need was always something I would love to do and would always find a way to do. I just didn’t want all the red tape that came from working with the agency I was working with.

Oh wait, did I mention I had met a guy and was maneuvering my life around the idea that I would move to New York City in order to be with him?

I was living alone and put my apartment up on Craigslist to offset costs. So, once again, I found myself with surmounting debt, a little over $500 to my name, and no job prospects.

Everything was in order for me to move to the city that never sleeps, until the guy I was planning on moving in with ended up with a career opportunity he would be an idiot not to take. As much as my friends and family were there for me, I cannot describe the kind of loneliness that comes with having a long distance relationship (that you’re not sure will end up going anywhere), no real place to live, and finding yourself giving up everything you’ve always thought you wanted.


This past year, I’ve rattled the bars of my cage.

I’ve questioned all my belief systems, my desires, and my relationships. I’m working to come full-circle to figure out who I am and what makes me tick. What I do know, I don’t want to be average and I guess this blog will be my account of how I’ve escaped the ordinary in my own way.

Sure, you could call me reckless. Because I have been. But I’m not one to live by other people’s expectations. I’m too stubborn for that. I don’t want to live an average life because it’s what I’m “supposed to do”. I want a life that means something. A life that could be condoned as the epitome of Frank Sinatra’s classic I Did it My Way.

I’m a vagabond and get restless when I begin to feel comfortable. I’m still figuring out what I want from life (and that’s OK!). And this is my real, raw, account of I call life. I’m going to go over what inspires me, what challenges me, recipes I love, cultural trends, personal & professional development, and best of all – exploring what makes this world so beautiful. I can’t wait to share in this adventure with you.


Oh, and don’t forget to follow me (found below) in order to stay up-to-date on all of my upcoming adventures!


Until next Thursday (From Portugal!), chao!



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