That Time I Peeked Into My Hero’s Journal

Whenever I walk into that apartment, I’m flooded with an acute mixture of intimidation, admiration, and comfort. The walls are a deep red and adorned with as much Biggie street art as they are with master’s degrees. At the window, the gauzy cream curtains billow calmly in the breeze, giving way to glimpses of busy […]

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Fighting the Sunday Sads

I do what I can to make Sundays special. I like Sundays. The mornings are always glorious. The afternoons tend to be sweet. But every Sunday evening around 5:00, I start to get this dread in my stomach as I begin to acknowledge that time is running out. Apparently this is a thing, and for […]

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Truth or Dare

I’m hosting my first event next weekend and the truth is I’m afraid. I’m afraid that I’ll have to live up to the potential I’ve been carrying around for years. I’m afraid I’ll get to She Who Believes the morning of and I won’t arrange the tables correctly and people will be squished. I’m afraid […]

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