I walk for hours. Sometimes, my hip would end up hurting from the unevenness of the trek, one foot on the shore, the other in the water. I have learned to wear an old pair of sneakers tied tightly to prevent rocks from getting in my shoes. My hair is long enough to pull back …
Tag: The Underground Railroad
My Imaginary (and Real) Friends
Due to family dynamics and my shyness, I spent a lot of time alone during my childhood. But life is about adaptability, and I came to enjoy my own company. I always found things to do, to see, to ponder. When my life became too overwhelming, I would ride my bike through my neighbor's orchard, …
The Autonomous Traveler 