For three days my brain had been having an ongoing rap battle with my heart. I turned twenty-nine on the island of Ometepe in Nicaragua. It was an opportune day for a birthday. I was in need of encouraging vibes and what better than a birthday to imbibe such energy? No one in the entire…
But in the past year, a whispering prod from somewhere deep and honest has been asking me to take stock of who I really am and what I really want from—you know—life. While infatuation can rumble in like a like an elephant in steel boots playing Dance Dance Revolution, romance has a much coyer way…
