It’s time to close the door on this act of masochistic nostalgia. There’s this one running loop in D.C. that I find myself jogging along from time to time. It’s a doozy. The seven-mile route takes me into three of the four quadrants in Washington and then across the bridge into Virginia for a bit as well. I call […]
As someone who has suffered with a waxing and waning self-esteem, I’ve always had to be careful with myself. A coffee date with an ex could easily open up a healed wound, not necessarily because of their “stuff,” but because of mine. The Law of Attraction states like attracts like—meaning we tend to attract what […]
Vicarious living is a zero sum game you’ll always lose. You cannot outsource the responsibility of manifesting yourself in the world. When my mother told my father to leave the house as my stunned kid sisters and I looked on, I blasted Gershwin’s “Rhapsody in Blue” in my head. My father, a lawyer, was “borrowing” […]
Here I am, now knocking on the door of 30, completely alone for the first time in my life—and is it ever terrifying. “You can’t wear that jersey here,” a random kid I meet at a festival warns me, his face deadly serious. It’s about 3am, and we’re halfway through a shared fifth of Colombian […]
