Nuggets of Truth

• The mid-week press trips I go on can be really, really awesome. They also mean I consequently work most of the weekend (while others play) and find myself still attempting to pull together my life at midnight on a Sunday…
• Sometimes I can’t believe I am really, truly making it as a travel writer. It is certainly not always easy. But it is so worth it. It is me.
• Music makes everything better. (Current guilty pleasures: Niall Horan’s Slow Hands and any of these random, chill-electro Kygo mixes.)
• Our world currently terrifies me.
• I want everyone I love to live in one safe, protected, happy bubble.
• I can’t listen to or read the news.
• I nearly expired today in hot yoga. I have possibly never sweat more. In. My. Life. It both hurt and felt incredible.
• I dreamt about my French host family last night, and it was a wonderful, laugh-filled reunion (curiously conducted mostly in English). I think it’s time I send them a hello.
• Talking to each member of my (real) family today was a lovely day highlight:)
• I feel Seattle summer in my fingers and toes, and oh, is she lookin’ gooooood.
• Recently, I’ve been consistently glimpsing at the clock  at 11:11. (When I see it, I unconsciously exhale. Grateful. Reassured.)
• This list could go on forever; it’s time to unwind before bed.

Wishing you all a most wonderful week.