When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I want to do is go back to sleep. Because: Sometimes, often I sleep badly and actually...

One of the reasons I don’t write as much as I can is because somewhere along the line from dream to business conception to the pursuit of...

A gathering of dishes in the sink. The yard begging for water under a scorching desert sun. A litter box of pits and dunes, crusty...

When too many days passed without writing, all of life became a chore. Literally, chores overwhelmed me, and suddenly, that’s all there...

I stayed up late into the night, devouring The Great Alone by Kristin Hannah, engrossed by the awe, maturity and knowing with which it...

My last Instagram post was on August 23rd. My last email newsletter was July 11th, 2020 — yikes. My last Facebook post was on December...

I sat on the oversized beanbag that filled our living room beyond max capacity, and plopped a square velvet pillow in the diamond of my...

I was convinced that I could write my way out of this. The broke years, inner angst and fear of living. The self-doubt, coping mechanisms...

As I snuggled under a happily matted fleece throw, tea lights glowing amber, fall air sifting through the screens, crisp and burnt — I...

Three years ago, I hit one of my biggest crash-and-burns yet. I was overworking on a million different pursuits that had nothing to do...

I’d like to say to you, the things I’d like to say to myself. You are worthy of a great life, regardless of what you’ve done, or haven’t...

I slept to avoid things. Like my own unfulfilled desires. To change. Lose weight. Sit down, and write. Avoidance was a habit, long...

Just like any place you’ve lived for a long time, Las Vegas, for me, is an archive of personal history. It’s that clingy email option to...

March 1st, 2017 is a personally epic date for me. It’s the day I stepped away from three years of misguided entrepreneurial hustle and...

I didn’t realize how social media was my go-to gal for avoiding emotional discomfort until we didn’t hang out anymore. I mechanically...

I flew down the highway on what could possibly have been classified as the perfect day. True blue skies, dotted cloud puffs, mellow...

It was a day that felt like nothing much mattered. I didn't even know if anything changing in my life would shift the leaden apathy that...