Two years ago, while searching for flights to visit family in France, I inverted the search filters to show flights with the longest layovers possible. Since then, I have extended my travel with the help of long layovers more than ten times. Through trial and error, I’d like to document the best learnings from this method of travel so far.

After spending 1 year and 5 months on a waitlist, I was finally assigned a plot in the community garden. I picked up my key from city hall, elated, and went to sit on a park bench in our city park to daydream about the potential of my garden.

Feather will be turning seven next week and I only stopped calling her a puppy last year. The finalization of the shift from “puppy” came last week, with a diagnosis of stage 3 lymphoma.

It’s Friday night and I’m surveying my face with a pair of tweezers in my bathroom mirror. These are not ideal plans for the start of this weekend – but other alternatives are similarly solo endeavors as a single woman in her twenties living alone in a pandemic…

When I first moved into my apartment, I placed handwritten notes on my neighbors’ welcome mats introducing myself and offering up my phone number in case they ever needed me…