I keep worrying about her getting in trouble for talking to us for so long, even though it was the most interesting and meaningful conversation with a stranger in a store I’d had all week, and a true moment of connection. I truly did not want it to end, but I worried that she might get fired for it. How sad is that?
The Annual Rehoboth Beach Post
This blog takes the most time, so it’s tempting to let it go but I can’t break a 3-and-a-half-year streak just because I want to go boogie boarding, play Muffin Pan Mania, ride bumper cars, and eat ice cream.
Creating A Capsule Wardrobe Is Worth It
But today, as I sit here procrastinating about packing for the beach, I’m thinking that my “fashion/style/capsule wardrobe enthusiasm,” while over, is still paying hefty dividends to this day.
On A Day In July
Day 10 of my Ashtanga commitment is in the books. A streak has begun. Each day I put on the same mandala Yogaz pants, a Lulu fitted tee, and tie my hair up in a bandeau headband. I stand in front of a full-length mirror, greet my image, and begin.
50 Years Later: Revisting Storrs
I waited for my past self to plop down with her heavy backpack. I waited for her to look up and smile at me. To ask me what I was doing there with no notebook, no backpack, no pen, no homework. But she never showed up.
Halfway Day and Q3
I’m done thinking of my life as a through-hike; instead, I think of it like an art project, something I get to design based on whatever happens to be bothering me or intriguing me at the moment. At the moment, that project is about incorporating weights, managing cortisol, and adding more protein to my diet. I want to feel what it would be like to be strong.
Inspired by in June 2026
My Current Internet Kink Bedscapes. Sheets, pillows, blankets, sometimes even towels. I’m following a guy who teaches you how to make your bed. The right way. The proper way. The most aesthetically pleasing way. I used to make beds as a candy striper. I can fold a mean hospital corner. But until this Instagram guy, … Continue reading Inspired by in June 2026
E-Bikes Are Cheating
It would only be cheating if biking were synonymous with pain. If the hard work of biking were the definition of biking, then any amelioration of that pain would disqualify it as biking altogether.
I Don’t Care Anymore
The world completely lost its reality for me. It was only real in the way a novel feels real when I’m engrossed in it—real, but not my reality. I felt myself in a bubble, the world a movie I was watching but not grasping.
Are You On A Journey? Are You Sure?
If this journey metaphor works for you, great, but what if it doesn’t, and you’re just mouthing cultural cliches? Maybe we need to think about how we actually see our lives, and align our metaphors to fit better.
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