Hot summer nights: ‘In the insomnia of the Sahara, I faced my demons’
In over my head at work, I headed to Morocco in search of respite. Awake in the wee small hours, I realised I could draw strength from my anxieties
It was a never-ending, sleepless night in the Sahara that gave me the space I needed to reassess one of my biggest anxieties.
I was in my 20s when a friend and I settled on a trip to Morocco in the height of summer in 2007. I was desperate for a break from the stresses of a job where I was in over my head.
Continue reading...from The Guardian https://ift.tt/3B7mSU3
No comments