Spring tends to come later in Vermont than many other places. We just recently cracked 60 degrees on the thermometer and people took to the outdoors almost instantaneously. It was a collective gasp as if we’d been holding our breath all winter. My favorite thing about the change of season is the optimism that comes … More Spring Again
I’ve been away for a while… Life lately has been a string of interviews, papers, bank reconciliations, and stress. I’ve been feeling overwhelmed by the looming idea of ‘graduation’ and my future. Swimming through pages upon pages of application questions and interview preparations felt almost as if it were setting me back, not moving me … More Futures
You never forget the first time you get called ‘fat’. For me, it was in 9th grade, as I was walking across the street to softball practice. I remember the two boys in my grade who had hurled ‘fat-ass’ at me and then proceeded to laugh like my shocked face was the punchline to their … More Talkin body…confidence!
I overheard recently a group of girls talking about how “over politics” they were. I was dumbfounded. I thought to myself, really? Now?! I can’t imagine being able, much less being willing to put my head in the sand and pretend that the life I’m living is not related whatsoever to the rest of the country … More Why I Won’t Sit Down and Shut Up.
I’m a Mess…and that’s Okay. I like to think that I look good ‘on paper’. From Instagram to Facebook, I like to think that the average viewer would think I know what I’m doing, or that I know who I am. I like to seem steadfast in this path I’m on, and for the most … More I’m a Mess…and that’s Okay.
I wish there was a word to describe the sinking feeling in your stomach you get when you see something on social media you wish you hadn’t. You’re scrolling, scrolling, and you find out your ex is in a relationship, or has moved on and you’re left, stunned and staring stupidly at the screen. It … More On Breakups \\ Am I “Over” It?
College has a way of blurring time together. I’ve been finding my memories of my time here are starting to blur together like ink on a water-stained page. It’s been 2 years. 8 seasons in this mystically place that I’m not quiet sure I could ever fully capture the beauty of. Like Thoreau and Cape … More Love Letter to Vermont