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  • Balcony Breakfasts & Boat Boy

    Twice in the last month, I’ve spent entire days doing absolutely nothing—except being wrapped up in a bed, couch, or dining room table with a man. My phone ceases to exist, school gets tossed out the window, and for a day I get to be blissfully ignorant of all the things I should be doing. Instead, I’m…

  • Six Weeks from Breaking Down to Breaking Through

    It took me six weeks… SIX WEEKS! Six out of the twelve weeks in my training for a half-marathon to feel good during my run. For the past six weeks, I’ve barely been able to finish any of my runs, sometimes only making it half a mile before calling it quits. I spent countless hours…

  • The View That Held Me Still

    Today I sat looking at a beautiful view. The bench was above a garden full of wildflowers, and off in the distance you could see the ocean, and even further you could see a hill with a farmhouse on the top. The view was almost perfect…just missing my dog running around with a couple of…

  • Not Great at Running (But Great at Running Away)

    I’m not sure what to write about today, but I’m sure my train of thought will take over soon. I’m five weeks into my half marathon training, and honestly, I don’t know who I thought I was when I signed up for this race. This shit is hard…harder than I expected. I’ve run one before,…

  • Just Want to Be a Good Friend

    Sometimes I forget how good my friends are—especially the ones that just let me be me. Free of judgment, and instead of trying to change me, they take the time to understand the way I am. I feel like I always take them for granted until my life goes to shit. Lately I’ve been leaning…

  • I Was Her Little Karma

    Growing up my mom used to call me her “little karma.” As a kid I never really understood what she meant—she’d say it in a high-pitched playful sort of way. For a while, I thought it made me special, since I was the only one of the three kids who had a nickname like that.…