I just recently graduated college two BS degrees poorer and am in the twilight zone of misdirection where most graduates find themselves, so I decided to follow a path marked far better than the one to my future. White blazes, here I come.
It was just a coffee shop. I'd been in hundreds, if not thousands of them. New England is ripe with them -- this same cozy, hipster shop with local
I am just a couple miles from the quarter-way point on the trail. The imposter syndrome has worn off: I officially feel like a thru hiker. Maine is
In somewhere around 24 hours, I'll have been on the trail for a whole month. I wanted to apologize for not writing yet, though I certainly don't feel
Welp. The week has come. We'll load up in a few days, my parents, my grandmas, my grandma's adorable disabled corgi, and myself. We'll drive down to
I am in my twenties. I just graduated from college. I’ve got two failed relationships under my belt, a dozen failed friendships, a beautiful binder
Warning: there is mild profanity in this article, including a middle finger. It also features potato quality cell phone pictures, which I'm kinda
Ask my mom. Ask my ex-boyfriend. Heck, ask the regular cashier at Dunkin Donuts about that time they thought they were out of Mocha Swirl. I am a