The 20something’s rational approach to a breaking heart.

Only two kinds of freedom exist: rich freedom; and, poor freedom. The middle equals slavery. So, I’m choosing to un-choice. I want nothing.

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When I was young (compared to my ripe old age of 22) I wanted to be so many different things when I grew up …

Bearing witness to a friend’s existential crisis between Nevada and the Pacific.

Rituals are all well and good, but every night after work I take this tenet to an extreme. I’m always on the hunt.

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

Despite the initial shock of the tedious, demeaning and/or downright weird tasks we’re given, there’s something gratifying in knowing you’re earning something more.

Cats are wired to land upright, and we humans are no different . . .