rest and reset.

Lately, I have gotten way too good at convincing myself that I don’t need a savior. That I have got this all on my own. That time spent...

caught and caught up.

I feel caught. Caught between living a life of freedom and doing what I “should.” Caught between passions and where pouring my time will...

getting out of my own way.

We all have a box. A way we hold ourselves back. A way we shut ourselves down before we even give ourselves the opportunity to try. My...

overwhelmed and under qualified.

The night I wrote this I was totally overwhelmed and at my wit's end. It was September of my sophomore year of college. I was about to go...

I finally started the dang blog.

A little over a year ago, just a few months into college, I had the sudden urge to start a blog. I have been sitting on the idea ever...