i am not ashamed to say i have been having a tough time understanding that statement. living here in prague is such a blessing that has saved me in a lot of ways (!!!). however, there are moments i desperately pray for stability. the city can sometimes feel like a graveyard of people i once knew. it is getting really difficult repeating this cycle: meeting someone who you truly connect with, making the most of the time you have while simultaneously counting down the days til they leave, then grieving them when they are gone. my friend liza and i call prague “loveless city” because of this. everyone is on different life paths here and everyone is on the move, which i suppose could be said for any city. but, i don’t exactly have stable footing here either so everything feels heightened. i digress, i’ll step off my soap box… all i mean to say is that movement is life, everything moves (including me), and that’s just how the cookie crumbles! taking time to slow down and find routine in small things is necessary for me these days