Cassidy Parking | Musings
Although this blog began its life documenting my travels, it's since evolved, and I'm finding it ever-more tempting to write about the impressions of my internal world.
Cassidy Parker, musings, internal world, personal writing
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Although this blog began its life documenting my travels, it’s since evolved, and I’m finding it ever-more tempting to write about the impressions of my internal world.

It’s difficult to put the content of these posts into a single word. Musings seems apt.

My heart hammers in my ears. I attribute it to one of two things: either its the whopping altitude I suddenly find myself at, or it's the fact that I'm fighting with a Bolivian border official about my passport in a language I barely speak. For a moment, I feel...