Tag: wanderlust
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Born to Roam
Sometimes, in that delicate space between dreaming and waking, I forget what country I’m in. It’s not confusion—it’s something softer. A blur between worlds. One morning, in that quiet in-between, I was stirred by a dream about travel, freedom, and the deep-rooted human urge to move. As I emerged into waking, a thought whispered through:…
Gringa in Mexico 