During the first weeks of my freshman year at college, I ran into one of my best friends from elementary school. We hugged in disbelief that we had been reunited after not having seen or heard from each other since the end of fourth grade...
So, we bought a house. "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT?!" That's probably what I would be screaming into the glass of my iPhone if I saw my own life update in my Instagram feed. I do that a lot. The incredulous screaming, I mean. Really any...
For the past few Decembers, I've wondered if before social media people were quite so reflective on the days leading up to the new year. Not that taking a moment for life inventory is a bad thing –– it's rather nice –– but seeing other...
When I used to live in the communal bowels of the good ole days of Tumblr, I wrote a lot of lists. I leaned on this format because it was quick and dirty. It was relatable. It got reblogged. They were easy for me to...
What a vulnerable feeling to start a new blog. How absolutely daunting. I had forgotten what this felt like. I used to know exactly what it felt like because I used to start blogs every time I had a *brilliant* idea, got bored of my current...
