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What to do you might do your first few days of freelancing full-time Day 3 Taking a nap at 1:12pm. The usual. At the office, I’d gotten in the habit of taking lunch around 1pm and napping under a tree in a nearby park. I’d nap for 20-30 minutes. Woke up at 2:40pm. Not usual! Why was I so tired today? Perhaps I woke up at 7am out of REM cycle cadence? The schedule I
What to do you might do your first few days of freelancing full-time Day 2 I woke up at 7am, right after Taylor kissed me goodbye. I jumped up to watch him leave from the window – he is a very good-looking man. I stayed in bed for another half hour, exchanging messages with a new client, reading the daily mass readings (the last time I’ve felt the space to read the Bible, I do
What to do you might do your first few days of freelancing full-time Last Thursday was my last day in an office. The next day was Valentine’s. I woke up at 9:30 and scrambled to do chores, drive to a counseling appointment, and prep my Valentine’s gifts while my boyfriend Taylor clocked away 8 to 9 hours at his engineering job. The weekend passed as weekends usually do, spending quality time with friends and family.
Plus 4 writing tips for all those high school seniors out there shooting for the stars. The inspiration for this post comes from my big fat quarter-life crisis. As I continually redefine myself and discover who I am now, I can’t help but reflect on my past and who I was. This post kicks off a series of reflections over my life since Stanford. Here’s the essay: Clay When I think back upon my brother’s
My dog is a feminist. She hates bras and men. Estrellita is her name. Little star. As often as she can, Estrellita does us the honorable service of destroying our bras. With her cunning nose she hunts them down, wherever they may lurk, like the closet or my gym bag. Then, she uses her precise, vicious teeth to hack away at the confining wire hooks. You know, the part of the bra that makes