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This post was inspired by a friend who is struggling with this very topic right now. To be clear, I think we all grapple with this issue from time to time (unless we are endlessly the perpetuator- more on that later). I’ve addressed this point in several different posts from various perspectives, but I think… Continue reading But, why?

Our intern’s last day was today. He was lovely and I’m sad to see him go. That’s a lot coming from me because I was certainly a little grumpy about his arrival. I was overwhelmed and it felt like a big part of the responsibility in guiding him fell into my lap and I was… Continue reading Be nice.

I feel like everywhere I look lately I see memes, artwork, and clothing boasting the phrase “I’m not interested in competing with anyone, I hope we all make it”. I fucking love that sentiment and also, it scares me. Why? Well, because there is some thought (particularly in my industry) that the space you leave… Continue reading I hope we all make it….

Hiya. I almost asked if you missed me. How rude, no? Or maybe thirsty is the better description. I don’t even actually mean it. Or I didn’t mean it as I thought it. It’s one of those phrases that’s become fully woven into our daily language and repertoire so that we can’t really separate from… Continue reading Heyhowareyou?

I was speaking with my boss this morning and I half joked that I must have done something wretched in a past life. I didn’t have to clarify anything for him, as he knew I was referring to my tortured status in connection with work. I’m not complaining, per se, but let’s just say it’s… Continue reading Karma is a b*tch. Right?

I was recently asked a question, or perhaps more accurately, provided a prompt. The statement I was meant to respond to was ‘the picture I can’t let go of.’ This was my response: I have this picture of what my life should be and I have difficultly parting with that notion. I talk about living… Continue reading The Picture I Can’t Let Go Of.

A good friend was traveling recently and called me, exasperated. He suggested that I write a blog post about people who jam all their shit into oversized carry-ons rather than checking luggage. I laughed, but also, got it. I have watched in incredulity as folks rotate and smush bags that are clearly not a fit… Continue reading It doesn’t fit.

“I don't need another collar I don't need another hat I don't need to leave this small town It don't matter where I'm at 'Cause I'm happy being me the most When I let what makes me happy go And I finally learned what I need to know I am happier with nothing…” -Avett Brothers,… Continue reading Happier with Nothing.

According to the dictionary, charm is “the power or quality of giving delight or arousing admiration” and charisma is “compelling attractiveness or charm that can inspire devotion in others”.  Cool. Who cares? Well, I had a fascinating conversation with a friend last night about these two concepts or personality traits. I shared that I’m not… Continue reading How Charming.

I had an ex who loved baseball. While I find the sport far more appealing live, I am generally able to plug into the game when the opportunity arises. When it comes to pastimes or activities I partake in, I find that a deeper understanding (or any at all) amplifies my experience. The more ignorant… Continue reading A Curveball.