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Bearing Hope

I have returned to my inn, my temporary home, after another flight. Last week I traveled with a few of my friends to St. Louis, Missouri, for a national expo with Enactus. I’ve spoken about Enactus before—it’s the group I’m working with to bring down sex trafficking. It was, in fact, in furtherance of this goal that I was at… (more…)

A Home Abroad

Growing up, I always tended to focus on things beyond my little corner of the world. I wanted to learn about other countries and cultures, not my own. As I’ve transitioned into college, I’ve been able to turn my attention to practical applications of that longing, such as study abroad. However, I think it’s very healthy to, occasionally at least,… (more…)

The Flights of My Friends

It never occurred to me that during my time here in this resting place, this inn, I’d have to watch my friends take their own flights without me. However, the reality of the impermanence of this stage of life is starting to really hit me. Next semester most of my friends will have found their own homes and will no… (more…)

Reconciled Contradictions

In our day and age we tend to restrict our journeys to real places and current events. This is folly. Many of the great lessons we ought to learn are readily available to us only if we look to the past. I just completed an enlightening journey through a magnificent memory palace housed in ink-stained pages. The book I was… (more…)

The Burden of Hope

Not every journey takes you far from home. One of the most frightening and impactful journeys I’ve ever taken started in my own backyard. Sugar Land, my hometown, is just a half hour from Houston, TX. Houston has the unsavory reputation of being one of the world’s hotspots for sex trafficking. My senior year of high school, my principal took… (more…)


In every life there comes a point when you must, for the first time, say goodbye to a friend of your own age. For some people, this goodbye comes in the early years of their lives; for others, it does not come until the ripe years of life are behind them, and goodbyes are expected. For me, such a time… (more…)

Fireside Stories

In past centuries, inns were a common sight at crossroads. Cities where important roads crossed would often have multiple inns. These inns would sometimes become the very center of life in their cities, places where people of all walks of life could meet with people from afar to trade tales. On my journey I have stopped at an inn of… (more…)