I’ve ‘figured out’ or at least determined what ‘feels right’ right now in my quest for life and career and good work and what ‘success’ looks like for me, as a 21-year-old on the pursuit of her dreams.
So indulge me in my ramblings. Here’s what I think today:
It was two words, two words that shook the cobwebs and got me thinking again: Ovis montana.
For those who can read Latin, or for those big-game enthusiasts, I don’t need to tell you these two words translate to an old classification of the wild ‘mountain sheep’. Mind you, I wasn’t looking for a mountain sheep of any kind; I was just finishing up John Muir’s Mountains of California when suddenly I was struck by these two words: Ovis montana.
4:33 a.m. EST | 3:34 p.m. local time | 5-22-16
Brown Coffee it is.
I’ve already had quite a whirlwind of a day today … but first! Let me unpack yesterday.
7:58 p.m. EST | 6:58 a.m. local time | 5-20-16
This post should really be titled “why I’m thankful for journalism.”
6:54 a.m. EST | 5:55 p.m. local time | 5-19-16
How is it already Thursday? I ask myself, snacking on cashews and trying to plan out my final weekend in Phnom Penh. After waking up at 6 a.m. for the past four days – ferociously grinding out the finishing touches (or just creating additional recommendations) for our consultant project – I could definitely use an evening in bed. Or maybe an early night of sleep; we’ll see which comes first.
Let me unpack the last four days for you.
10:25 p.m. EST | 9:35 a.m. local time | 5-14-16
It’s now Day 10 – but Day 9 was so stuffed with activities that I couldn’t possibly take the time to write any of it down. But now, with a seat by the pool and the sound of rippling water, I can tell the story of yesterday.