2017.

Wow. I almost have no idea where to really start with this. 2017 marks the year where I experienced the most painful heartbreak, confusion, fight for my self-worth, trial after trial, and, worst of all, feeling angry at God because of my circumstances for the first time in my life. Yet simultaneously, 2017 has been …

36,000 feet.

I seriously hate flying alone. I find it solemn and boring. Those of you who know me well know that I’m an extreme extrovert. So naturally, going without talking for hours can drive me insane. I’m annoyed that my flight took off an hour late. I’m not interested paying $5 for a thin sheet of …