JOURNAL

Stories, notes, and the things I keep circling back to.

For the things too long for Instagram and too important to forget.

  • My Toxic Trait Is Thinking One Good Planner Will Fix My Entire Life

    My toxic trait is believing I am one good planner away from becoming an entirely different woman. Not improved. Not slightly more organized. Different… The kind of woman who knows what she is making for dinner before 5:47 p.m. The kind who remembers appointments without relying on a reminder, a second reminder, and the faint…

  • The Internet Thinks Everyone Needs a Morning Routine

    The internet has decided that the only thing standing between me and becoming the most emotionally regulated, financially stable, hydrated, glowing version of myself is waking up at 5 a.m. and doing seventeen deeply intentional things before the sun comes up. Apparently, I have been wasting my mornings by simply waking up, blinking at the…

  • Why I Drive With the Windows Down Even When It’s Too Hot

    There is a very specific kind of person who drives with the windows down in Tennessee when it is entirely too hot outside. I am that person. Not because it is practical. It is not. Not because my hair looks good afterward. It absolutely does not. Not because I enjoy arriving somewhere looking like I…

  • The Kind of Life I’m Trying to Build

    I turned 30 and realized I do not want a louder life. Which is inconvenient, because the world is very committed to being loud. It wants everything to be bigger, faster, prettier, more impressive, easier to explain in a caption. It wants you to have a plan, a five-year version of the plan, and ideally…