Damn, it’s an almost embarrassing confession. Cliché? And a photo blog no less! My story is even more predictable. I just got home from Mexico and have been crying a little too often after my perfectly lovely 9 to 5. (Talk about cliché.) Nothing will break me faster than monotony. Taking the advice of my boyfriend, I hit up my girl, Amy, for some smarty-pants advice. We brainstormed over a tequila and she asked me what I would do if I could anything I wanted. Travel writing and photography is what we came up with. Perhaps my new sense of purpose? We’ll see!