Dear 2022,

Life truly feels so surreal. I’ve never felt more alive.

My highs this year were way over the moon—so freaking high that I couldn’t picture my life any other way than being this sweet. Throwing continuous reminders at myself that slower, quieter moments are just as tasteful, too.

I feel my heart constantly shapeshifting and molding as I keep it open to human interaction, connection, and emotion. I am seeing and believing that the whole point of our human existence is to explore and embrace the depths of intimacy.

Many of my biggest travel dreams came to life. I also feel like I embody a new character within me with each place I visit.

Travel continues to pave way for new souls to walk into my life and I will forever be inviting of them all. It’s these places and people that make it so easy for me to paint myself living in these countries and cities outside of where I grew up.

It’s been kinda funny whenever I get the random text or Facetime call asking, “wait…where are you in the world right now?” My time really is split between California and the rest of the world.

I had a lot of “bad luck,” surrounding these last few months, but I can easily say that laughing in these “worst case scenarios” has been the best coping mechanism yet. Charlie Mackesy once said,

“One of our greatest freedoms is how we react to things.”

I can’t help but feel overwhelmed with love during this time of reflection. I trust that I am where I’m meant to be.

Anyway, this concludes my love letter to this year. Thanks for reading and thanks for being here <3

taken in Santorini, Greece — May 2022