So you want to know why I prefer to travel alone, alone with my thoughts and the road, traveling without inhibitions and without “friends”, allowing myself to be swept around the river bend? So you want to know why I travel solo?
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Depression is a Four-Letter Word
I recently moved to France in what has easily become the greatest, most frustrating, and often maddening move of my life. There are days when I feel…… Read more “Depression is a Four-Letter Word”
Life of Busy Nothings 