Letter to my 29 year old self. RAMBLINGS.

Its March 2017. Two months to go until that milestone. Yup i knew this year was looming, the dreaded 29+1, thirties, dirty thirties, flirty thirties, and supposedly (and to be fair, always proven to be)…

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4am thoughts: the curse or magic of jet lag?

It’s 4am in rainy Auckland New Zealand. The rain is pattering against the window, it’s reminding me of home. I am wide awake. Hungry. Thirsty. Head spinning with a million thoughts. Why does all the…

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