Professional balance is a delicate beast. My constant struggle lies in wanting to do everything myself, but never possessing the appropriate amount of time to do so. I constantly seek out new ways to balance the scales, either through refined systems that save time or through increased boundaries that allow…
Trust the process. This phrase has been the mainstay of my twenties, even if only begrudgingly. It is the favored advice among my coaches, mentors, and motivational notebook covers alike, but even so, it never meant much to me. …
The first multi-chapter story I ever wrote was a 5,000 word Jacob Black fanfiction. The main character was named Hollyella (Ella, for short) and she moved to Forks, Washington shortly after the events of Breaking Dawn. …
The first time I encountered the Snail Assassin was through Tinder.
I had matched with a boy that quoted The Office in his bio and proclaimed that he was looking for the “Pam to his Jim.” I’ll leave you to judge the character of someone who would swipe right on…
My coat closet is fifteen feet away from my front door.
In theory, fifteen feet seems like a perfectly reasonable distance. The average American walks that far almost 900 times in a single day, so surely I can spare one of those trips to put my shoes away when I…
There is no chore more cruelly mundane than grocery shopping.
I know what you’re thinking. Dishes, mopping, laundry, cleaning toilets—surely one of these claims the honor of Worst Household Chore. Not in my book. Groceries are the bane of my existence. They suck up all of my time and all…
“I am never going to enjoy working out.”
I remember saying this to my friend with tears in my eyes, wrapped up in a type of frustration that only comes after years of an on-again, off-again relationship with fitness. At this point, I was plenty familiar with the wisdom that…
I have been writing for most of my life and yet I am convinced that most of my writing isn’t actually mine at all. I am the product of years spent in online chat rooms and local meetups. …
Life is neverending—until, of course, it ends. Leading up to that fateful moment, we spend our days carrying out ceaseless tasks, our lists ever-growing, and our time ever-shrinking. The density of the everyday is overwhelming and exhausting, carrying over from one day to the next. There is always something to…
