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The Magic of Moray

As I sat around the fire, waiting for my hair to dry, Elder (the owner of the lodge we were staying at) offered to take

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Changing of the Seasons

Here I find myself again. In between the massive mountains of the Andes. To think I was departing this place exactly 5 months ago is

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What’s Left Behind

“Is this what dying feels like?”, I thought to myself as I stuffed the last pair of jeans into a heavy duty garbage bag. I

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The past 72 hours.

Words cannot fully describe how much I have learned. Words have much power, but the English language is finite. It’s unable explain the intangible amount of

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