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recent reads

Apparently when I have long, extended amounts of free time I burn through books at a rapid pace. Within the last couple of weeks I’ve read some really great books.

During the last week of my internship in Toronto I decided I would treat myself with something “special” on my last Friday, so I ordered a book online that I was itching to read and had it arrive the night I got home (I’m so wild I know).

DownloadedFileHow to Love an American Man was exactly the book I was looking for after a very intense season of my life. Light, charming, and very relatable, I was drawn into this book immediately. I wrapped up the month of August with this romantic and sweet read.


I switched gears in the first week of September to read Unbroken. Honestly, I didn’t even want to read this book at first. I kept hearing people talk about it for months but brushed it out of my mind as something I wouldn’t enjoy. War stories don’t exactly scream my name. BUT I was desperate for a good read and heard nothing but rave reviews for this one. So I buckled and bought the book. Okay, lesson learned. I promise I will no longer roll my eyes at another war story because Unbroken was fantastic. I couldn’t stop telling everyone about it and I could not put this book down. I found myself readings for hours at a time, racing and racing to find out what happens next. Anyone would like this book because it is just a good story.

Along with the above books, I also read A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway and Boy, Snow, Bird by Helen Oyeyemi. After reading the Paris Wife last winter I was intrigued to learn more about Ernest Hemingway and this book did not disappoint. It’s been on my to read list for awhile now so it was about time I got to it. Boy, Snow, Bird was more symbolic and interpretive, which was a nice change of pace from my earlier summer reads.

I’m currently reading “A Tree Grows in Brooklyn”. I like to mix in classic novels with fun, entertaining ones throughout the year. It’s a little slow at times but overall I really like it so far! I’ve got a couple of books on my list already to read next, including Orphan Train. I’ve been hearing great things about this one.

I have to ask…what’s on your nightstand at the moment? 

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the things i know to be true


Today feels like a fresh start. My internship is officially over, I’m moved back home, the busy weekend of more work and a wedding shower is over, and the excitement of autumn sits before me like a blank slate.

Ah, it feels nice. I’ve deemed today “mental health day”, which is technical way of saying I’m doing whatever I want all day (which is a polite way of saying I’m going to be a lazy, self-centered bum for the whole day). It’s all in the wording people.

Currently, I’m reading the book “How to Love an American Man” and so far it’s a great read. In fact, it’s inspired me to think about the things in my life that I take as good old-fashioned truths.

So, without further ado, here is my list of things I know to be true:

1. Italian mothers at wedding showers are crazy. They will do anything for free cookies (ANYTHING!! I have never seen 65 year old women move so quickly – I’m now questioning the laws of physics).

2. Coffee is good for you. No, my life will not be better from a caffeine detox. Nope nope nope.

3. Move your body everyday. It feels sooooo good.

4. I freaking love water. Like, weirdly so. Interpret that statement however you wish.

5. Nature is good for the soul. It feeds you, inspires you, and reminds you that this Earth is a beautiful place.

6. We need people. Take time to connect.

7. Visit your grandmothers. Or call them. Hug them often too and tell them that they’re beautiful. You will probably never meet women stronger and more wise then your grandmothers (except for your mother of course. Hi Mom! You will one day be a wise sage-like grandmother too!)

8. You are never too old to cuddle with your parents.

9. When in doubt, just go home. Home is where you belong, where you uncover your roots, where you learn to create yourself. It doesn’t have to be where your born (I realize not everyone is born into a blissful home) but create one with people. Home is where your heart is full.

10. You are not boring if you don’t like to go to bars of clubs on the weekend. In fact, I believe this makes you incredibly fascinating.

11. Just eat healthy. Life is so much better this way. You are not missing out!

12. Travel, travel, travel. The world is huge and there will never be enough time to see it all but move your body across this Earth as much as you can.


Straight from the mind of an optimistic 23 year old. What truths in your life do you swear by?

Much peace,


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not your typical recap


Well, now that we’re all on the same page about what this blog is about, expect daily updates, travel stories, book reviews, and random musings :)  

I wish I could sit down and write a recap of my trip telling you exactly what I did from the moment I landed in Accra, Ghana like I did for New York.

But that seems impossible because there’s just too much to say. And mostly because, looking back, it all feels very foggy. Yes, I was there soaking it all in but most of the time I felt like I was in “survival” mode. I was a trip facilitator, so I was in charge of a group of students and adults. I was expected to have it all together when, frankly at times, I didn’t.

Travelling to Africa was one of the most foreign and challenging experiences of my life. I flew there alone, which was a totally new experience for me to start. After a long couple of flights, I finally arrived in Accra. My body and mind were super tense (but wildly excited!) because I had to make my way through security, locate my driver, and get to the hotel. I didn’t speak the language and didn’t know the customs. I kept my bags close and was constantly hyper aware of my surroundings. I am thankful that my organization was super organized and I was basically moving effortlessly from place to place for the entire trip.

We didn’t stay long in Accra, just two days actually. Then we had a long 8 hour bus ride into the Western region where we would stay for two weeks, working in a community, visiting and learning from the locals.


(The ocean has my heart)

If I had to describe my experience in a couple words it would be: challenged, loved, accepted.

Challenged because being surrounded by people at all times, leading a group, and mingling with people I’ve never met is a personal challenge for me (and my very introverted ways!). Also because poverty is real. It’s dirty, it’s rough, and it makes you angry. It’s hard to fall in love with people and know that you get to go home to fresh water, a warm bed, and good food while many people don’t have that luxury. And that sucks.

Loved because our group formed a little eclectic clan of sorts, and group was immediately loved by the people around us. For the first time, I entered a community where you don’t earn trust and love but are automatically loved, just because you are a person and that was enough.

Accepted because I not only learned to accept the differences in others but to be fearless in accepting myself as I am. Our lives our short and we have much better and more important things to do then worry about our hair, clothes, weight, and social status. People need us and we need people.


It honestly doesn’t matter what you look like or where you’re from, just be nice and kind to everyone. Take a moment and learn someone’s story, I guarantee they’ll surprise you.

Travelling to Ghana knocked some sense into me. I left feeling inspired, even though physically I felt a little rough. I know this experience will stay with me forever. I learned so much about myself and another part of the world. I realized that we have so many preconceived notions and expectations of other people, when really we are feel things the same way. The biggest takeaway for me? Taking the tie to learn people’s names and stories. Really, it makes a difference.

Lots of love,


PS. There is so much more I wish I could add, like how amazing the food was, how complicated some issues are, etc. but for another time perhaps! If you have a specific question please feel free to ask in the comments! 

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Hello all!

I thought I would pop in briefly this afternoon to write a couple of things. Interested?

First off, I have plans for this space. Not grand or terribly major ones but I’ve been thinking about this space a lot lately. How much I miss it actually.

You see, Write About It is all over the place. Sometimes I write about my life, sometimes about books, sometimes about random things, a lot about food and what I’m reading and healthy living.

There is no direction. Clearly. And for a while that bugged me. But I want a theme! I want each post to fit neatly into a designed and cohesive overarching theme!

Hah. Didn’t happen.

Probably not going to happen either. So, I’m going to be okay with that. For now, this space will be an outlet. A place for me to write and share. It’s going be messy, it may get weird. I really don’t know. Perhaps in time, a lovely theme will emerge and this space may have a purpose other then my personal ramblings.

But for right now I am sure of only one thing: I like to write. And this is going to be my space to do just that.

Much peace,


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grainy selfie in the hotel in Accra before catching my flight home


I don’t have much to say right now but a huge HELLO. Ghana was wild by the way. The people, the community, the way of life… Everything was so foreign and yet everything I expected it to be. I’m only now beginning to process it all. Maybe I’ll have more thoughts to share soon. Just know that travel changes you in unexpected ways. My heart will never be the same. Confronting personal fears and straight up poverty left a mark on my soul. I’m glad that it did. I needed to be checked. I needed to be humbled. Life is more then fancy careers, nice clothes, social lives, coffee shops, fancy meals, etc. Ghana taught me that a good life involves good people, that all people, no matter the circumstance, can love, and that love is the best gift we can ever give or receive.

Just straight up, plain old love. It’s good for the soul.

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life lately

Some days I swear, I spend more time on public transit then actually at work..


Is showing you a pic of a dirty bus floor creepy???

Certain days my job involves a lot of running around the city, while other days my butt feels glued to my chair. On those days I usually need to step out for a coffee break/short walk to get out of the office and shake off that restless feeling.

My trip to Ghana is less then TWO WEEKS away!!! Uuuhhhhhhh what?! I’m trying to read as much as I can – fiction and non-fiction – to gain some basic knowledge of the country. I ordered this book online…

51Ue7hc9nWLOh, a bit of a hair update!

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Awkward computer selfie but you get it. Can you tell it’s grown? Ahh almost a bob!

I love the city but I am so excited to be home next weekend. I have a lot of shopping to do, which means a lot of money to spend (which is not so great…) BUT I miss views like this…


Well, it’s one day closer to Friday so that’s pretty cool! Hope you all had a lovely Monday :)




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