Friday Night

I always have this feeling like I'm hurtling through space and time whenever I spend a night in New York City. I am an asteroid, barreling towards Brooklyn, and as the night progresses, pieces of me burn up into the atmosphere. A ring I took off and forgot on the bathroom sink, or my inhibitions …

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The Summer of the Playlist

I love making playlists. Lucky for me I live in 2019 and Spotify has made the process incredibly easy. I don't care, I'm a shill for an evil music streaming service. Their functionality is good. I've gone on two group trips this summer and the collaborative playlists we built tied the whole the thing together. …

Before the Wedding

Last summer I got married. I was planning to write about the days leading up to the wedding but then (almost) one year passed and I never did. So here goes. I got married on a Saturday and I took that Thursday and Friday off (and also the following week for our honeymoon in Jamaica …

“Closing the Loop”

There's a lot of loathsome corporate-isms that I'd be fine "taking offline" indefinitely and don't ever want to "circle back" on. But there's one that I think perfectly and unironically describes what drives me. Have you ever been on a long, meandering email chain (99% of them), and someone bravely jumps in to "close the …

Summer is Here Again!!

It's a fact we all must live with. Summers change when you get older. Occasionally I forget I've been in the workforce for a decade, and whenever June comes around I get excited for summer vacation. That 3-month ship has sailed (Except for my teacher friends! Though they will tell you it basically amounts to …

“Too Much” is an Unapologetic Anthem for the Extra

Carly Rae Jepson wrote a song about me called "Too Much," and I'm not worthy of this gift but she gave it to me, at the start of the summer no less! It's an anthem about excess, extraness, and giving your whole self over to a feeling. The chorus goes: When I party, then I …

Taking a Leap of Faith

Last month we moved apartments. We lived in our old apartment, our first-ever New York apartment, for two years. And while we didn’t hate it, we didn’t love it. We made the choice to move because of a feeling. That was kind of scary and also an incredible privilege we were able to act on. …