Halfway Somewhere

Where the pages turn & echoes linger…

The Heart Behind Halfway Somewhere

Dear Reader,

If you’re at a place in life where, some days, you feel like you have it all figured out – where you’re certain about where you’re heading but then, other days, you have no idea what you’re doing and question every choice you’ve made… then you’re in the right place.

If you’re in a phase where the smallest things – feeling the warmth of the sun on your face, sipping coffee by the window of a cozy café, or taking a quiet walk at night bring you bliss, where you feel present and content in the moment… but then, suddenly, your thoughts wander, pulling you away from that peace, leaving behind only a sweet, aching sense of longing… then you’re in the right place.

By now, you probably see where I’m going with this. Maybe you’ve already guessed that I tried to capture this feeling in the title of this blog, Halfway Somewhere. We live in uncertain and ever-changing times, where life moves so fast it’s impossible to keep up. The constant cycle of learning, unlearning, and reinventing ourselves leaves us feeling perplexed – lost and yearning for something, even if we don’t quite know what that something is. Writing about this indescribable feeling, and opening up a conversation about it, is what I hope to do here.

I want this blog to be a home for my thoughts, my travels, my adventures, and my experiences. A space where I can express myself openly and honestly. But more than that, I want it to be a conversation. I don’t just want to write, I want to listen. I want to hear how my words make you feel. Because even though the world often makes us feel more disconnected than ever, I still believe we share more in common than we realize. At our core, we are social creatures, drawn to each other’s companionship whatever form that takes. I want to write about friendship, womanhood, and life as I experience it.

I should probably admit something upfront: I’ve never read a blog before. Even when I decided to create this one, I didn’t look up any blogs to see how it’s done. Maybe that’s not the smartest approach, but I want this to be as raw and unfiltered as possible. That’s not to say I don’t love reading if anything, reading is one of the many worlds I live in. I love the thrill of a good classic, the way fictional monologues and dialogues stay with me long after I’ve read them, and the way books by thinkers like Jason Hickel and Yuval Noah Harari make me question everything I know. So, alongside everything else, I’ll be talking a lot about books—their stories, their impact, and the way they shape my thoughts.

One thing I want to avoid in this introduction is the usual way of introducing myself—where I come from, what I do for a living. That kind of introduction often puts people into boxes, defining them by their identities gender, religion, culture, politics. It’s not that I won’t share those things; in fact, I believe that where I was born, how I grew up, and the journey that brought me here have all shaped who I am. There are parts of my past that I’ve carried with me, and parts I’ve let go of. In time, I’ll share those stories.

For now, this blog is a starting point – a place where I try to make sense of the bittersweet journey of my little life in this vast cosmos of stories.

What’s Next?

In my next post, I’m taking you along on my solo trip to Puerto Rico. A journey filled with the sound of waves, nature walks, quiet moments, and the kind of experiences that remind you why traveling alone is never really lonely. Stay tuned.

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