
Internal Monologue of the Solo Traveller: Mother Earth on Mother’s Day
It’s Mother’s Day today. Well, it is back home in Australia. I’ve felt really quite removed
It’s Mother’s Day today. Well, it is back home in Australia. I’ve felt really quite removed
“The Dead Hours?” I hear you say. It’s not a macabre notion, I promise. I’ve already written
Have you ever considered the meaning of words in your mother tongue? Whether the words we
Hands up if you feel the world is somewhat precariously balanced right now? Quite a
What’s that I hear you say? Working with your struggle? It’s ok, I can
In this edition of ‘The Internal Monologue of the Solo Traveller’, I want to talk about how travelling solo actually makes me feel. How travelling on your lonesome shapes your experience of the places you travel to.
Why is that when we are faced with unrestricted freedom, we feel weighed down by
Loss is something that everyone goes through. Before I left to come to the
I wrote this last week in my final few days in Salzburg. When you go
I’ll be honest, I’ve been debating whether to write this or not. Whether to share
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