After taking a *long* hiatus from writing in pursuit of furthering my education and career, I’ve decided that it’s about due time that I resume writing again. And so, we’re back! Two and half years in, and I’ve since had the privilege of studying, working, and living abroad in two major capital cities; gained a diverse group of friends and allies from varying walks of life around the world; took a deep dive into self-discovery; and explored and traveled to various parts of Europe. But as the saying goes, “all good things must come to end” (at least for now). Since the ‘official’ outbreak of the COVID-19 pandemic, I’ve personally found myself having to suddenly upend my life (literally overnight), returning home nearly broke with no real prospects in sight. Moving back into my parent’s house certainly wasn’t an option I thought I’d need to exercise any time soon (or at all for that matter). Not to mention, in a lockdown of all possible arrangements. But alas, here we are…more than a year later. This time has given me the opportunity to reflect, tune in, and redirect. To grieve and to heal. To grow and to rest. So, in hopes of making sense of the current global state of affairs – be it the international public health crisis and economic austerity measures to police brutality and state violence (and beyond) – and finding meaning in our own lives, I believe now, more than ever, is a timely moment to turn back to writing. To transform our collective grief, joy, rage, pain, and outrage into intentional purpose. To experiment. With words. With poetry. With art. After all, art imitates life doesn’t it? Either way, the point is I’m back, with a lot to say about many, many things. And chances are, these words, no matter how hard I try, will fail me. They almost always do. They are never enough. But at least I can say I tried. STAY TUNED!