Recently I began feeling like a sculptor. I suck at ceramics, but hear me out. Sometimes when I write I feel like I am not creating an idea, rather giving an already-created idea a space for expression. Molding an idea that already exists out of its amorphous surroundings.
Looking back, I've oft-resented the guys I dated for not seeing all my talents. For belittling me. For thinking of me as just a fresh piece of meat who could please them. But I suppose it's not their fault. That is how I presented myself. And it is how I saw myself. In that situation. … Continue reading Sun Versus Moon Continued
There is something I really miss about having a desk job. And that is: it was even-keeled (for the most part). Now that also made it boring at times, which is why I was eager to branch out away from it. I don’t mind doing nothing sometimes, but doing nothing in a small office without … Continue reading From Corporate to Chaos: How Becoming a Mom Changed My Career Path
When I was growing up, I was always more interested in people than my peers were. I wanted to know about people's lives, to support them. I felt weird because no one else seemed to be that way. "There must be something wrong with me," I thought. Then in college I met a girl who … Continue reading Finding Your Posse
Having worked in a hospital setting for 7 years, I am very conscientious about hand-washing—I make sure to rub my soapy hands together for 15 seconds! Whenever I go to the school bathroom, I am reminded about this procedure by the sign posted about the sink. That is to be expected. What's unique is when … Continue reading 15 Seconds for Your Health