I was doing laundry the other day — yes, this is where we are now, folks. Riveting stuff happening over here. And I couldn’t help but think about how, just a year ago, I was days away from boarding a plane, heading overseas, alone, chasing something bigger than my everyday routine. Funny ...

I’ve realized something about myself. I am, unapologetically, a 7 p.m. girl in a 9 p.m. world. In the winter, this works in my favor. The sun clocks out at 5 p.m., and suddenly my entire personality feels validated. Dinner? Done. Shower? Taken. Comfy clothes? On. By 7 p.m., I’m curled up ...

I’d like to believe we all daydream — just in different ways. Not always the big, cinematic kind (though I’m not opposed to perfect lighting and a slow walk on the beach), but the quieter ones that slip in between school dropoffs, grocery runs and the emails that somehow multiply when ...

I couldn’t help but wonder…when did “Who are you?” become a job interview? Not the kind where you sit across from someone in a stiff chair, but the everyday version. The one that happens in passing. At events. In line for coffee. In those in-between moments where two humans meet and, ...

I found myself the other day doing something I never thought I’d do — Googling, “Where do women my age shop?” Not for someone else. For me. And I just sat there for a second, staring at the screen like it had personally called me out. Because for the longest time, when I said ...

There are three words — actually, let’s call them a phrase because it hits harder when it flows — that we love hearing, whether we admit it or not: “I got this.” Or even better… “I got you.” There is something about those words, in that exact order, that just does ...