Posted inEurotrip 2025
How we drove into it (part 7)
Between sea glimpses and a five a.m. knock, Zadar gave us beauty, future-dreaming, expensive dinner, and fragile peace that night.
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How we drove into it (part 6)
In Rastoke, waterfalls softened our fears, but marriage felt heavier than romance—beautiful, necessary, and full of questions we couldn’t dodge.
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How we drove into it (part 4)
In Otočec’s quiet after yes, love deepened into truth: beautiful, imperfect, weighted by family, fear, and the future waiting ahead.
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How we drove into it (part 3)
Between Bohinj and Bled, exhaustion turned to forever when love knelt lakeside and asked a question my body answered before thought.
Posted inStream of Waffleness
Finding peace where sadness sits
Everything around me feels half-broken, half-becoming, but for once I’m not collapsing with it—I’m learning to sit beside the chaos.
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An end is not an end (nor a beginning)
Life isn’t a sequence of endings and beginnings, but one continuation where pain, love, change, and courage keep mutating forward.