I’ve tried. I’ve really, really tried. I’ve tried hard to be a homebody, the sort of person who takes joy in the simple pleasures of home and hearth. And the truth is, I’m pretty good at it. I do love to be home. I love a day where I don’t have to get out in…
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St. Martin in June.
Travel is a balm for my soul. I think I must get easily bored and just need the stimulation of it all; even the getting to and around in the airport feels exciting to me when there is the possibility of visiting someplace new (or heck, not so new. Sometimes I just. Need. To. Go.)…
I shouldn’t be here.
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