On February 17, 2017, I learned that I would be leaving Sri Lanka, two months early and against my will. Another way to say that would be:…… Read more “one year later”
Tag: sri lanka
at the top of my lungs
In February I posted a blog titled “why you’ll hear a lot more from me from now on” (x) and since then you have heard from me exactly…… Read more “at the top of my lungs”
single-serving friendships
One of the most unique and wonderful things about the expat life is this idea that was first planted in my head by a movie – you…… Read more “single-serving friendships”
heading north
“You’re going where?” was the reaction I got from most people when I told them about my plans for the long weekend. Nobody expected us to go to…… Read more “heading north”
om shanti shanti shanti
I’ve only been able to touch my toes a few times in my life: when I was young, briefly, and then this past summer when I attended…… Read more “om shanti shanti shanti”
how the light gets in
Despite my best efforts, I find myself often comparing my Sri Lankan life with my Canadian life. Comparisons can be dangerous; they take you away from your current context…… Read more “how the light gets in”
all by myself
I had the privilege of video chatting with a good friend the other day, the first time we’ve really talked since August. Our long conversation, made longer…… Read more “all by myself”
fomo
This weekend, I went on a safari with Karen and a family from Australia. I sang Taylor Swift’s Wildest Dreams in my head the whole time, because…… Read more “fomo”
ob-la-di, ob-la-da (life goes on)
Well, I’ve been here for a number of weeks (a month?), and not a single one of my questions has been answered. In an ideal world, I’d…… Read more “ob-la-di, ob-la-da (life goes on)”
cardboard boats and a city in the hills
I recently started listening to a podcast called “Beautiful Stories from Anonymous People”, or “Beautiful/Anonymous” for short (x). It’s a simple premise: the host, Chris Gethard, accepts…… Read more “cardboard boats and a city in the hills”