Dissonance
In my college communication classes, we called it cognitive dissonance, that feeling of friction you get when what you’re doing doesn’t necessarily line up with what you believe. That’s where I’m at....
View ArticleIn case you were wondering….
{Preface: this is not a pity post. I’m writing it to humor myself. Laugh with me, please. Because laughter is better than tears.} For those of you wondering what grad school is really like: It’s the...
View ArticleNine fingers and thousand-piece puzzles
I’m typing this with nine fingers. It’s pretty difficult. You see, I took a knife to my left index finger last week. Completely by accident, I assure you. But it resulted in a chunk of flesh missing...
View ArticleQuarters and romance and mountain territories
I’ll be 25 on my next birthday. My friend Missy says I should be excited because it’s a quarter year and quarters are super useful for things like laundry and vending machines. It’s not that I fear...
View ArticleHome
Home (noun): 1: one’s place of residence 2: the social unit formed by a family living together 3. a familiar or usual setting 4. a place of origin Home seems like a simple thing, but tonight it...
View ArticleFilled to overflowing
I have four other documents open on my computer right now…papers I need to write, research I need to finish, blog posts for work I need to edit. So much to do, always. But right now, I need to write …...
View Article{our own borders}
“We all have our own borders. One side is what’s easy, what’s known, what we’ve been told is true and have taken for granted; it’s comfortable here, it’s familiar. But the other side is wider than...
View ArticleHighways and Off-Beaten Paths
There are so many voices in our heads. Saying go there, do this, buy that. Saying be safe, be stable, stay on the highways. Somewhere deep within, though, buried under those voices is a different...
View ArticleOrganized chaos
I have a case of the crazies. I stare at my planner each week trying to make an extra day appear in my schedule. Because I’m on week eight of my third ten-week quarter of grad school. Since January,...
View ArticleThis is Africa {week one}
At first I wasn’t sure I would like it. Africa, that is. It was hot and humid and when the power went off (a regular occurrence) the fans went off and I could feel every inch of me glisten in …...
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