Press play. Simply to see something different than the 150 square feet of studio I call home, I booked a hotel. I wanted to soak in a bubble bath and order room service and wear nothing but a robe for... Continue Reading →
my first picture living in a foreign country. Rio. I’ve lived abroad for seven years now, and have usually made it home to California once or twice each year during that time. During my brief annual returns to my old... Continue Reading →
my work from home situation. not pictured - leggings on the bottom. Current status: spent the day wandering an island and now feeling the “singles tax” of getting a sunburn in the places my arms couldn’t reach on my shoulders... Continue Reading →
One of the nicest things about right now is that I’m wearing a sweatshirt. Summers in the Bay Area are lovely - hot during the day but dipping at night. I was in the pool a few hours ago, but... Continue Reading →
One of the odd experiences of living away from home for any length of time is the childlike, subconscious thought that the world stops in your absence, and realizing that no, it does not. Life continues in very normal ways,... Continue Reading →
(To set the mood, play “Piano Man” by Billy Joel and wear sweatpants while reading this, because that’s where I was when writing this.) (also eat goldfish crackers. It adds a special something.) After three delightful whirlwind weeks in the... Continue Reading →
home is sitting in the backseat while my dog helps my grandma drive. I’ve lived abroad for five years (six if you count the flash year I lived in North Carolina (much of the South could qualify as another country,... Continue Reading →
totally mesmerized by this sunrise as we landed in SFO To celebrate my 700th day of living in Hong Kong, I left! I hadn't been home to California since last summer and I felt it in my bones. The last... Continue Reading →
Feb 21 - Day Eleven - Happy birthday, Jenna! "isn't she perdy" - said in grandma great voice It’s my sister’s birthday today! She’s celebrating in Seattle with our aunts and cousins. Family birthdays are something I always miss about... Continue Reading →
Thirty days in the States and the following has come to my attention: It’s super weird to wear shoes inside the house. Ranch is the best flavor. It’s nice to feel like a normal-sized person. It’s nice to wave and... Continue Reading →
I’ve spun around the sun another 365.25 blessed days, and something about this number feels magical. Feels important. Feels like I probably should be doing more than shacking up at my parents, funemployed, with dogs for best friends. But I'm... Continue Reading →
Imagine the most rickety roller coaster ever. Now give it some drugs and Froot Loops. Now take away all it's sense of direction and safety and suspension and brakes. Now I want you to imagine that the ride lasts 2.5... Continue Reading →
