To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

I am one of those people, like my mother, who always dreams. I’m not talking about being a person with big dreams and many of them, though I am that too, but I am a person who remembers her dreams every single night. Granted, I don’t remember them for long. As soon as the dayContinue reading “To Sleep, Perchance to Dream”

Be Kind to You.

Weekends are wonderful and terrible for the newly single. They’re wonderful because, of course, you’re free free free and can do whatever you want! They’re terrible because what you want to be doing is spending the weekend with your ex, which is no longer an option. I was feeling especially vulnerable this weekend, and missingContinue reading “Be Kind to You.”

Sitting Serenely in Silence: Learning About Sustainable Urban Agriculture

The first day of my sustainable urban agriculture class at the University of the District of Columbia, I climbed the stairs from the metro, disoriented and feeling nervous about finding the correct building and the correct classroom and being on time to class. As I reached ground level and walked nervously to the corner towardContinue reading “Sitting Serenely in Silence: Learning About Sustainable Urban Agriculture”

Yogi (For a Month)

I know that yoga is one of those super trendy workouts that you sort of don’t want to try, simply because you are sick all your friends posting their braggy yoga-on-top-of-a-mountain photos on social media. Not that I don’t ever post any braggy photos, I assure you that I do, but my photos of course don’tContinue reading “Yogi (For a Month)”

Being Alone Doesn’t Have to Mean Being Lonely

I think this is the toughest part about the end of a relationship. Regardless of how many friends you have, or how close you are with your family or if you live in a big, vibrant city full of potential acquaintances, mentors, loves, colleagues, enemies and best friends, you are so used to leaning onContinue reading “Being Alone Doesn’t Have to Mean Being Lonely”

Hello, new and old friends! The beginnings of a blog.

It’s a funny thing about breakups. Somehow, once you start to get over the intense sadness and desperation and intense loneliness that breakups initially gift you with, you somehow become like the energizer bunny – suddenly free to accomplish anything you could possibly dream of in the world. And man, do you start to dream.Continue reading “Hello, new and old friends! The beginnings of a blog.”