[Disclaimer: QUASI INTROSPECTIVE CHEESE AHEAD. If you’re allergic to this sort of thing, go watch Jessica Jones instead.]
I rung in 2016 last year wearing hose. Sweaty, sticky with glitter, I hugged my best friend on a stage in front of drunk people after an evening of casual high kicks and twerking with R.A.I.D. I was sober, but not just because I didn’t have anything to drink that night.
I realized that 2015 needed to be different. I was bored, personally and professionally, and wanted to get rid of what was weighing me down: one sided relationships (in love, at work and in friendship).
So, I moved - and more than just geographically. And though not all those moves were the right fit, right away, I did what had to be done.
My 2015 highlights:
Travel: Waikiki, New Orleans, Vegas, Seattle, Scottsdale, Manila and Boracay. In short, I ate a lot. And, discovering some new gems in San...
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