december

I’m currently reading a book called “You’re not lost” by Maxie McCoy. It’s an “inspired action plan for finding your own way” and it has exercises in it to help you figure out what you want in life. What brings you energy, what lights your fire, all of that. One of the exercises I did today was call (text) ((Snapchat)) a friend and ask her what my future smells like. (the book acknowledged what a strange ask this was and also promised I’d want to hear the answer. I did.) Here’s what she said: Coffee. Coming home and turning on…

new year, better me

Well, folks, it’s that time of year again. The beginning of January, a beautiful time of determination and hope that this is the year that we’ll keep our resolutions. We’ll go to the gym, we’ll eat better, we’ll quit smoking or drink less. It’s going to happen for real this time. I have never made and kept a new year’s resolution. I typically don’t put a lot of stock in them, and I don’t love to examine my life like that so thoroughly¬†after a week of overeating and general laziness and decide what I need to change. I’m always exhausted…