There’s a stereotype that introverts don’t like parties. I like parties, as many of us do. I have my limits but specifically, I enjoy the planning part—the organizing, the themes, the decor, the outfits. For a few years, I’ve been waiting until I live in a...
The year 2017 was a strange reading year for me and not my best. In fact, I couldn’t even classify many of the books I gave 5-star ratings to as my favorites of the year. Hopefully 2018’s list of bests will be longer; a few of the books...
I’ve been reading a lot lately. I’ve also been thinking in lines of poetry. I believe it’s evidence of the way my brain is turning and reading helps to calm it down. The “poetry line thoughts” are my mind’s way of releasing emotion that it can’...
For some reason (probably because this blog is something like a progress journal), I feel the need to note here that this marks the first poem I’ve written since middle school. This post is two months to the day of my last blog post and everything I’ve tried...
I’ve been trying to figure out what brave looks like now, by remembering the days of bold. Different sets of years just feel like two radically different days and I’m connecting the dots between now and an uninterrupted, anxiety-free yesterday. A few months ago, someone told me I...
It’s been a while since my last post. I’ve been more focused on reading than writing, so now I guess I’ll write about reading. You could say I’ve read a few good books recently, a few of which are pictured below. As my eyes peeled their...
The word “vulnerable” is derived from the Latin word “vulnus,” which means “wound.” To be vulnerable is defined as being “susceptible to physical or emotional attack or harm.” See also: powerless, weak. It’s no wonder we’re so resistant to the notion of being vulnerable to others. Vulnerability is...
That happened fast. I blinked and suddenly, it’s been three months since I posted here. I can place 90% of the blame for my time away on grad school. But every time I get to study an advertising principle or write a paper defending the practice of social media...
November and December looked something like this for me: dragging my laptop and textbooks to coffee shops all times of the day and night, laughing over plates of catered food, turning papers due at 11:59pm in at 11:57pm, and rushing out the door to an incredible slew of...
