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Apr 08
2012

What Up With The Mindreading, PostSecret?

My friends always work their way around to asking me if I’m dating–and no, I’m not. I feel like I should be but the effort it would take to do so is laughably beyond my current capacity.  Plus, as I only selectively admit in real life, I’m not quite ready. Em asked me yesterday, as […]


Mar 14
2012

Butterflies and Badges

Sooo. I work a lot. I have a lot of papers to write for school. I usually fall into bed by 10:30, and I frequently have 8 a.m. meetings. I do nothing else. Mostly, I don’t know what people are talking about at the office. I don’t know where things are. I was sad for a […]


Feb 22
2012

Wherever You Go

I used to love to watch him drive. Something about handing over the keys to my Jeep and settling in to the passenger seat, the chance to study his profile unabashedly, made me  deeply, profoundly content. I dove into those moments when they came, absorbing their flavor and texture, memorizing every contour, because I knew […]


Feb 12
2012

Dream Job Interpretation

(EDITED TO ADD: I have a whole new, never-before-seen post on Thought Catalog about dating divorced men. Remember when I used to date? Those were some good times.) Last night I dreamt that: — I was wrong about the time of my new job orientation and missed it; — Wandering around the endless maze of […]


Feb 07
2012

Shoot The Moon

I’ve never really had any professional ambition, other than to be able to buy myself things and go on vacation and have people like me. I entered college as an international studies major, somehow thinking that I was going to wind up working in the foreign service in France. When I quit school, I was […]


Oct 16
2011

If Wishes Were Fishes

I had dinner last week with my roommate from freshman year, who I haven’t seen, or really been in touch with at all, in years.  I idolized her when we lived together, and thought she was the most worldly and dazzling person I’d ever met–which, I guess, she was.  I can’t remember  exactly why we […]


Oct 10
2011

Stages

One of my favorite things to do each year is go to Butler’s Orchard with my cousin and her family. There is a corn maze, and a hayloft for jumping, and church ladies selling pit beef sandwiches that we eat on sloping picnic tables. We take a hayride to the pumpkin patch and search carefully […]


Sep 23
2011

The Big Hand Theory of Life Improvement

Lately, I am just over it. I’m over my job, over my love life, over being sad about Lieu, over trying to think of what to do with all of this unwanted free time.  Over the city and all the people in it who never come over to cuddle on the couch and make out. […]


Sep 01
2011

“Perhaps this sounds very simple, but simple things are always the most difficult.”

Bear with me a minute through the dull bit.  There’s a point, and even a picture, at the end. Something to think about from Carl Jung regarding self-hatred (emphases mine): Perhaps this sounds very simple, but simple things are always the most difficult. In actual life it requires the greatest art to be simple, and […]


Aug 11
2011

Ten Thing Thursday

1. I am off work next week. Going to Ohio for most of it and New Hampshire for a couple of days, where I will do my best to live free or die. (I love that state motto, but I think it could be improved with some more punctuation. What if there was a movie […]