This year has brought me to some important decisions. The biggest one, I think, is that due to the climate crisis I have stopped flying. My last flight was getting home from the US in April 2019, and now I only tour staying on the ground.
Four years ago I realized that I simply could choose to never, ever having to fly, again. Only to about two weeks later meet a person I fell deeply in love with. A person who, as it turned out, lived an ocean and a continent away.
