I finally touched down in Oklahoma. After countless hours of transit — buses, ferries, airports, layovers, and flights — the moment I saw the doors of the arrival terminal slide open and found Tyme’s familiar face waiting for me… it all became real. I wasn’t just a woman running from the remnants of a broken…
I’m in Dallas. The sky outside the terminal windows is hazy orange, the kind of light that feels both dreamy and grounding. I’m sitting at a charging station, watching people rush by with fast food bags and carry-ons, and for the first time today, I feel my body begin to relax. My phone died sometime…
I finally made it onto American soil. Seattle was the first U.S. city I set foot in, but I didn’t even get to document it. My phone battery died shortly after we landed and it took forever to find a charging spot. I felt like a ghost moving through the customs lines, half-awake, overwhelmed, and…
The moment the wheels lifted off the runway in Manila, I felt my chest tighten. I watched the city lights blur below us, and for a second, it was like watching everything I’ve known drift away. I had tears in my eyes — not out of regret, but from the sheer weight of what this…