I have always been afraid to be alone. If I wanted to nap, I found a boy to come over and take one with me. If I wanted to study, I had friends over. I even found someone to go to a 6AM Bootcamp class with me in college. We rode the campus bus in …
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The One Thing I’m Too Afraid to Try…
I found an entry in my 5 Year Journal (I keep one because I am painfully introspective) from this time last year and in it I ask myself not only what I wanted to be when I grew up but if I could even ask that anymore. Can I, at 27, ask people what they …
So You’re Being a Brat, Let’s Fix That
Is it just me or was last week totally... restless? I've been a brat all week and I can't tell what's causing it. I don't want to blame Mercury, I don't want to blame the weather, I don't want to blame February, I don't want to blame work. There's just something in the air that …
4 Times a Newbie
Here I am, reporting back from the front line of trying new things. Once I promised to report back on the new things I try, I was worried that I would miss the mark and live a boring week with nothing to say. I was tempted to fill my calendar with ridiculous activities but decided that …
Finding My Thing That’s Not a Thing
I have a laundry list of things I don't like about myself. A list that only empties after a good yoga class or some clarity brought on by near death. (I realize that this doesn't make me special.) At the top of this list is my inability to be consistent. "But you keep this blog." …
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