Women in Somalia face almost unimaginable oppression.
In my version of paradise, the air was always cold and the rivers ran with candy.
I've realized that the world is, in essence, full of banana peels - loaded with things that may unwittingly trip an internal wire in my mind, opening a floodgate of fears without warning.
We all waited on an afterlife. Only I planned to be alive for mine.
I don't think I'm unusual in that, in my 20s, like many people, I felt invincible.
A little goes a long way in Somalia: $5 will feed a person there for about two weeks.