If you are are studying a romance language (Portuguese, Spanish, Italian, French, etc.) and are an English speaker, you already know more words than you realize. While taking an Italian class in college, I learned that many English words we have share the same root as their Latin cousins. By breaking apart words, it’s possible…
Reflections on Running 100 Miles
About two months ago, I began running. To me, running was this mysterious form of craziness. How did people find such an activity enjoyable? 100 miles later of running myself, I think these people are on to something. It turns out that,at least for me, running requires a much more stronger mind than it does…
The Pier
There used to be a pier On the shores of Lake Erie Where all the neighborhood kids would go To cool down, in the Summer. There used to be fishermen there On that very pier Where they would cast their lines out And wait for the fish, never knowing what the lake would bring. And…
An Open Letter to Havana
Dear Havana, It seems like a dream when we first met. Leaving the frozen midwest in Mid-March and landing in what seemed like the never ending sunshine of your island. How have you been? I’m sure so much has changed but at the heart of it, you are still the same. For 500 years you’ve…
How to Enjoy a Tourist Trap
Manarola, one of the 5 villages of Cinque Terre, a famous tourist destination along the Lugurian coast. I had finally arrived to Cinque Terre. This was an iconic destination that truly deserved a visit, one of the landscapes I always imagined whenever I thought of Italy. When I arrived there, I was surprised to hear…
Beginnings
To you, to me, to our journey together around the sun. May you be welcomed. Where is the beginning when stories are always occurring? And every breath, a grand opportunity to live yet another story, to have another adventure, and to sing another song. Beginnings don’t always start with endings, and endings do not always…