The Death of an Adrenaline Junkie
Two and a half hours in the ocean reminded me that expansion is always possible. Sometimes you just have to paddle out to meet it.
Meeting my Mojo Again
My mojo met me the minute I stepped off the plane and has been hanging around my neck like the gift of the lei I received upon arrival.
Travelling Soul-O
The truth is, I hardly ever go anywhere alone - someone is always willing to keep me company.