Golden age: (n.) A period of great peace, prosperity, and happiness. And I'm just a 20-something trying to figure it out.
“Darling, just fucking own it.” These words are engraved on a bracelet my roommate gave me for Christmas. If I could choose any words to sum up the close of 2017, it would be these. As another year ends, I can’t help but think about how exhausted I am. I know, I’m supposed to say [...]
I’ve been unsettled for days. So unsettled that I’ve been nauseous and thought I must be getting sick. Turns out I don’t have the flu, just a really bad case of anxiety. Classic. This “me too” movement is painful, right? Who knew two simple words could bring so much hurt? It’s simultaneously comforting and terrifying [...]
It’s been two years since I started this blog, and time has managed to fly and stand completely still, in the way that only time can. As I sat on a woven mat covered in dirt in the middle of the desert, shivering in the cold, I wondered why I was there at all. I [...]
I've been trying to write something for a week or two now, but haven't been able to find the most graceful way to say it. I’ve written draft after draft of the same story, hoping that my bitterness and anger would eventually fade out of the narrative and leave something witty, poignant, and sharp. After [...]
My ex-boyfriend and I had been dating a year when his parents decided to come down to California to spend a week on the beach. I spent a lot of time at their beach house, getting to know the family I would soon be a part of (sooner than I knew at the time - [...]
Turns out I’m not as good at keeping promises to myself as I thought I would be. I did it again. You know what I’m talking about; The Thing. Okay, but before you shake your head at me or roll your eyes (ugh, honestly I would do that if I were you, too), let me [...]
I did The Thing. You know, the one thing you are not supposed to do after you break up with someone. Okay, let me start off with this disclaimer: I know it’s been almost a year (HOLY COW) since my infamous break up, and I swear I’m not harping. I’ve actually kept pretty quiet about [...]
