Circumspecte

There are moments in life when you panic. When things change. When you're venturing into the unknown. Or when everything you thought you knew, or in some cases had, unravels right before your eyes. And the fact that we only know too well how to rev ourselves up into a state of constant panic and goose-bumps, doesn't make it a pretty sight. Anyway. Here we are again.  What is it about May? If we were asked to choose the most hectic month, I'd nominate May. Not only because of the alternate meaning of the word 'may' - meaning nothing's guaranteed, everything's up in the air or hanging in the balance - but because of the significance of that month to many people. And no, I don't mean birthdays, my dear May babies. Although, if you're quickly approaching a birthday milestone, you could count yourself in the mix. Think about it. Graduation, moving up a class, having people move away for the summer, trying something new, starting an internship, a

Just a quick heads up that the travelogue - or in this case should I call it a relocatologue - I mentioned in my coming/going home post is live!! Found a pretty swell template that relays the excitement, disorder, and pure spontaneity of it all. So, if you'd like to hear about my travels (yes, with an 's' -- you need to stay tuned to find out more lol) scoot on over to Tikulma ! For my Ghana peeps, I have some really interesting questions for you peeps cos as it turns out, I'm somewhat clueless on a lot of things going on in the GH right now. There, I said it. I'm out of touch. But inshallah not for much longer. :)

There's  a time for everything. A time to laugh and a time to cry. A time to pursue and a time to roll back. A time to leave and a time to return. Home. Yes, I did just say return home. Finally, after 4 years, 8 months and 5 days (and counting), I will be returning to the motherland. While I cannot tell you the exact date, I can say that the day is drawing closer and closer as each day passes. Haha, very helpful right? For real though, the date is under wraps for good reason. Not because I'm afraid the "witches" will hinder my progress or journey. And those of you who do know it for one reason or another, pray keep it to yourselves.  Anyway, I am extremely excited. And sad. And scared. And optimistic and so many jumbled up emotions in one! If there's a pre-cultural shock, this has got to be it. I'm pretty good at handling transitions and I absolutely love traveling to new places, meeting new faces, trying new things etc, but I'm usually quite composed and