Do. It. For. The. Memories.

I deleted social media on Saturday, after I arrived in Cancun, and I feel as light as a feather. I could give credit to the massage that I got upon arrival, but I need to speak on this for a moment. I am not shitting on social media. I am aware of what a useful... Continue Reading →

Say. Yes. To. The. Siesta.

The recurring theme in the last week of my life was the value that we (Americans) place on giving 110% of ourselves to maintain constant productivity. We are slaves to it. If you’re like me, you’ve experienced major burnout, given up time with friends and family, felt guilty about taking time off, and been afraid... Continue Reading →

DON’T. FEAR. THE. VENOM.

The first time I was stung by a bee was probably seventeen years ago in a corridor of my high school. How the bee got inside, I’ll never know. I was chatting it up with a friend, laughing and carrying on, when I felt something land in my hair. I very casually reached for it... Continue Reading →

THE. SUN. WILL. RISE. AGAIN.

My Papuchi promoted deep suffering on Good Friday. He was a devout Catholic, and as such, was super into the guilt and sacrifice movement. It was hard to feel guilty and sad on Good Fridays, though, because my cousins would come into town for Easter which would, honestly, make for an incredible time. Simpler times,... Continue Reading →

W. O. M. E. N.

It’s women’s history month, so you know I gotta write about women.  News flash: Being a woman is hard.  Not even going to get into the physical stuff that women have to endure - just kidding, I am.  Menstrual cycles? Are you kidding me with this shit? I don’t know if I’m alone here -... Continue Reading →

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