Framed

They never tell you when you move four and half hours away from home, cross an international border, and exchange the name "teacher" for the name "student" that you will face an identity crisis so piercing that it leaves you feeling empty. In the process of developing one's self, you loose pieces, find other long-lost … Continue reading Framed

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Travel Journal: Cambodia 4

In Different Ways Written Sunday, July 10, 2016 I see you worshiping in bare feet, And look down at my dress shoes, I hear you singing  your language to instruments, While I sing my four-part, English acapella, You raise your hands and face to the sky, While I clasp my hands and bow my head. … Continue reading Travel Journal: Cambodia 4