The Present Perfect


There’s nothing like a long stretch of traveling to make you really appreciate home. Wherever that home may be. After eight weeks of constant movement, constant change, constant adaptation, I really started to long for the familiarity of home. For meals cooked in my own kitchen, my own bed and sheets, and conversations with old friends. My life in Beirut. It’s funny how the shift happens. Last year I lived in Beirut… Read More