GTFO vs. bloom where you’re planted

Honest admission: I want to put my bed into a camper van, toss the dog in there, with a bunch of paper and pens and paints. I would drive around the country, slinging art, sleeping in my van. In reality, I would have no clue how to fix a van if it broke down, and … Continue reading GTFO vs. bloom where you’re planted →

Alexis, 32, 0 Miles Away

Something I hear from my married or coupled friends is “I really miss dating” or “I miss feeling like I should put a bra on when I leave the house in case future boo is running to Walgreens too” or (I get this all the time) “I am so jealous that you get to do … Continue reading Alexis, 32, 0 Miles Away →

Come hang out in this mess.

"Please don't clean for me", my mother says before she comes to visit. I used to ignore her, and fly into a sweeping and Windex frenzy. At some point I stopped. I realized that no amount of cleaning would make her feel differently about me. She knows I'm not perfect, so there isn't a point in hiding … Continue reading Come hang out in this mess. →