As the self-proclaimed Fall Hipster, (I loved fall before it was cool, JUST TRUST ME) it is imperative I take part in a handful of distinctively autumn experiences every year. When these experiences have been completed, I reach optimal happiness and can then and only then move along to the joys of Christmas. What are … Continue reading I Will Pull Out Your Guts.
I wake up every morning with my friends Savannah and Matt. They do not know they are my friends. This is because they live in New York, far away from Knoxville, and they are very busy hosting the Today Show. It's their loss, really. But their bright clothes and friendly banter remind me of being … Continue reading Broken Hearts & Church Bells
Over the last couple of weeks, a few of my friends’ lives have gone nuts. Like, y'all don't even know. Nuts. As my life has been going oddly smoothly, (does life going smoothly give anyone else anxiety? Like WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO TOPPLE, YOU SWEET TOWER OF GOODNESS? Treading carefully in this happiness…) I’ve … Continue reading The Potential Impact of Pints
Caps and gowns are covering my newsfeed. Everyone is smiling and hugging and talking about next steps. Also, do caps and gowns make people more beautiful? Everyone is somehow radiant and totally working that shapeless drape. So I promise this isn't some bitter post about, “Oh man, you don’t even know what’s coming hardyharhar.” Adulthood … Continue reading 3 Things I Wish I’d Known Before Graduating
Being creative is hard. I have a very real ache to be creative. I think a lot of us do, deep down somewhere. But then I sit here staring at the keyboard, or nestled on my couch with guitar in hand, or walking around a neighborhood with a camera strapped to my neck… and it’s … Continue reading Hello Writer’s Block, My Old Friend
Vulnerability used to be hard. At eleven years old, there was no way on God’s green planet I would let my friends know I wasn’t allowed to watch the show they were all talking about. You’re kiddin’ yourself if you thought anyone knew my only name brand shirts were hand-me-downs. And yes of course I got … Continue reading When Vulnerability isn’t Sexy
I don't know where my home is. I've always been bad at directions Examples: My parents got me a GPS well before I owned a car. I once spent many dollars confusedly going back and forth on a tollroad, even with said GPS. Another time, I drove an hour into North Carolina before realizing I was … Continue reading A Rambling Post About Effects of Meandering