Amsterdam, Netherlands

Remember when I went to Amsterdam last spring?

Travelling alone was manageable. There were highs and lows there for sure, as I anticipated. Was the inner monologue really any different than when I’m at home? Maybe my energy is similar to an old iPhone battery — I think I’m okay and holding at 35% and then BAM! Total silence. Nada. Nothing more to give. But the truth is, I do have more to give – it is just hidden, just a seed at this point. Something that is waiting latent, maybe like a creature from some sci-fi movie. Lurking.

Lilypads. Coffee. Stroopwaffels. Museum culture.

Creation. Flower market. Coffee. Studio Drift.

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