Thanksgiving crept up on me. By the Wednesday before, I was disappointed in myself for a barrage of reasons: I’d worn a ponytail for the third consecutive day that week (assuming the calendar week starts over on Monday). I was wishing for a nap. I was wishing I didn’t have to wait another day for pie.…… Continue reading On pie, the fetal position, and catching lightening in a bottle.
A couple weekends ago, I had myself an adventure. My long-time friend Lyndsay and her rad mom accompanied me to the annual Color Run, a 5K fun run where participants are doused in a rainbow. It was such a great time!
For long moments after the bell had rung, I sat behind my desk with the door locked and pulled tight. I sat behind the door, behind my desk, behind my barrier of half-full cups. (I buy myself drinks as a coping mechanism. I get this from my mother.) I sat and I closed my eyes…… Continue reading Would you like to come in, out of the rest of the world?