I used to think it was just shyness. Normal adolescent stuff that everyone was silently dealing with, and doing it better than me. My parents always tell me how outgoing I was as child; the subtext being that they can't believe how much I have changed since I was the little girl running around the … Continue reading Social Anxiety: Part I
Nesting
Over the past five years, I have purchased no fewer than six different duvet covers. Brightly colored bohemian ones in my early twenties; Demure florals and neutral linen more recently. It may sound excessive, but for me they are something like security blankets. I have always been particular about the aesthetic of my personal spaces. When I was … Continue reading Nesting
A Rehoming
Four weeks ago, my boyfriend and I packed my clothes and my cat into our rented Chevy Tahoe and drove 26 hours back to his 500 square foot studio apartment in New York City. We are still living amongst the physical wreckage of the move, not to mention waking up every morning at 4:45am because … Continue reading A Rehoming
