On Being Okay With Being Me.

Last year, I discovered that I had an intolerance for peppers. I had eaten a giant, beautiful, grilled red bell pepper on a burger and then spent the next three days no farther than 10 feet from the nearest bathroom. When I told a friend a few weeks later, she laughed and said, "Intolerance to … Continue reading On Being Okay With Being Me.

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Armor Took a Major Beating and Call Me Eric Clapton From Now On.

My Saturday originally was going to feature me sleeping in, hanging out with my dog, starting the third season of The Great British Baking Show, and most importantly, a visit to the grand re-opening of my favorite bookstore. Instead, I went to our school's equity team retreat and my suit of armor is now dented … Continue reading Armor Took a Major Beating and Call Me Eric Clapton From Now On.