8 minutes and 46 seconds

Floyd: “I can’t breath, my face… Just get up.” More labored breathing. Chauvin, visibly annoyed, responds: “What do you want?” Floyd insists more loudly: “I can’t breath! Please, your knee in my neck.” Minutes pass Chauvin: “Well, get up and get in the car, man!” Floyd: “I can’t move!” Chauvin repeats the command.  Floyd: “Mama—Continue reading “8 minutes and 46 seconds”

Female. Backpacker. South America.

I’m usually an impulsive person, a habit that has gotten me into more unforgettable memories than regrets. For the most part, I get these foreign surges to live in the moment, live my best life, live like there is no tomorrow. There were moments during my planning, where I wanted to throw the towel inContinue reading “Female. Backpacker. South America.”