I don"t always make decisions, but when I do, it"s poorly thought out and on a whim. I"m sitting at a dining room table across from a grey rainy day up in Maine. I"ve always loved writing while it rains. Unfortunately, it never seems to rain long enough in Virginia...

Virginia My sister and I began planning our road trip to Texas like we always do, on a whim. We have a cousin in Dallas, I work remotely, and my sister had spring break, so what better way to spend it than taking Casey J (my big green Ford van)...

I haven’t had many jobs in my lifetime. I’ve been a soccer referee, a pottery studio assistant, a barista, and was hired for the briefest of brief stints as a sales rep (I don"t want to talk about it). And yet I’ve never held a position I didn"t dread the...

Goals and I have a complicated relationship. On the one hand, I love to-do lists and agendas and sticky notes and writing things down so I can feel accomplished once I take a highlighter through them. But on the other hand, when asked to outline short-term and long-term goals that...

I’ve kind of been dreading this moment, this last post of last year moment, and yes, I am aware that I missed the deadline by a little. BUT things got a bit crazy and true to the topic of this post (productivity or avoidance); I took that as a solid...

A critical error has occurred. I found myself staring at the white screen of death on my laptop. After weeks of designing this website, it decided to crash three days before my deadline. I spent the day scouring articles and listening to the same 30-second loop while on hold with...

Technically, I’ve been a barista once before, but now that I work in a specialty coffee shop, I have come to realize everything I thought I knew was wrong. Before this shop, I worked in another local coffee shop, and the two could not be more different. You’re probably thinking,...

Hello dear friends, I’m writing to you live from Lynchburg’s living room, The White Hart café. I’m sitting here in a window seat with a full view of the shop as well as the bustling main street of downtown Lynchburg, Virginia. I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m writing to you?...