Comfort is a tricky thing. It’s something we strive for in our everyday lives― in our relationships, our home, our job and even our food. But is there a point when we have too much comfort, when having goals and aspirations seem in the distant past.

Never mind that I probably should have worried about the symbolism or psychology behind her wanting to literally label things…

In the eloquent words of an educated individual, “I freaking love The Twilight Saga!”

Sometimes I feel like I’ve just stepped off the set of a Lethal Weapon movie with the amount of times I think, “I’m too old for this sh*t.”

Now that my graduate school career has come to a close, I’ve been asked the “So, what are you going to do now?” question pretty much on a daily basis. My standard answer, “I dunno. …

Battling the Myth: “Jack-of-all-trades, master of none.”

A broken heart nor a broken spirit should keep you from making decisions on the life choices that will cause you to thrive.

I am horrified that I am expected to commit to something that could possibly end in decapitation by a troll’s axe, figuratively of course.