Misshoggy: A Memory Hoarder started out as When Miss Hoggy Leaves Home, when six years of physiotherapy studies turned into dust of disinterest. Upon graduation, I embarked into a journey of self-discovery as an English Teacher in faraway countries and fell in love with hoarding memories.
Memories like falling in love, strangers’ kindness, haggling wars, teaching and learning, to certain extent, taxi drivers.
Those memories became precious gems and decided to unfold them, one word at a time in this blog. Three years on, though I have found my other half during my lone search for adventures and am settling down, I will never stop being a Memory Hogger in faraway places. Not ever.