This year has been the year of severe writer’s block. No matter how many hours I spent at my computer trying to write, nothing felt right. After a few too many frustrating hours of wall and keyboard staring, I decided to throw in the towel and deem this year the…

The art of letting go has proven the most challenging part of my existence over the last two years. Mostly because my need to let go wasn’t because of circumstances that were bestowed upon me, but because of decisions I made for myself, forcing me to continuously dance with small…

I can’t stop thinking about uncertainty. My uncertainty. My friends’ uncertainties. The world’s uncertainty. At the risk of sounding like a privileged asshole, I’ll go ahead and say it aloud: this is the first time in my life I’ve actually let uncertainty sink down into the depths of my stomach-lining…

I plopped myself down in my old childhood bedroom, somewhat relieved to simply exist for a moment — but also completely broken-hearted. When I sold my home and put my belongings in storage to set out on a work and travel adventure back in October, I surely did not anticipate…

I was sitting with my mom on a commuter train in Vienna on the world’s most drizzly pre-Christmas day debriefing the time that had passed since we had last seen each other. I started sharing stories about the two months I had just spent in Bali, when the conversation inevitably…

When the last of the movers left by apartment to bring the remainder of my belongings to storage, I felt a sudden heavy ache settle into my chest. Scenes of my old life began to hypnotize me in an unexpected way, bringing me to tears as I stared out at…

Shortly after college, I remember thinking is this really it?! I went to work, exercised, made food, slept and socialized on weekends. I rinsed and repeated this cycle for more than seven years, thanks to misapplied aphorisms about green grass. What if I sacrifice a decently mowed lawn and end…