An open letter to my future employer, from a capable liberal arts major with no real experience

To Whom It May Concern: I am so thrilled you are reading this letter! You see, I have been struggling to be taken seriously on paper, despite knowing that I am the perfect fit for this job. If you've had a chance to scan my resume, you may notice I have no experience in this … Continue reading An open letter to my future employer, from a capable liberal arts major with no real experience

Learning to count and preparing for a year of insight

This last week I completed 14 weeks worth of Coursera courses in business analytics and data analysis. My brain is fried. But in the tasty kind of way. This is my special kind of fun. I take Coursera courses the way other people might watch reality TV: mindlessly, indulgently, and often without discretion or concern … Continue reading Learning to count and preparing for a year of insight

I’m getting an MBA for less than $2,500 and so can you

It happened again. Just like it always does. It doesn't even phase me anymore, but it is a bit embarrassing. It might just be just part of being me. Or part of being a millennial, who grew up being told she could be literally anything in the whole goddamn world and that if I follow my … Continue reading I’m getting an MBA for less than $2,500 and so can you

Daily Greatness Yoga Journal: an honest review

daily greatness yoga journal review

Do you love a fresh new planner? Love to color code, tab, itemize and micromanage your whole goddamn life, whenever possible?  Me too. Sometimes I wish it was literally my job to just make lists, cross things off, plan and schedule all of life's minutia, and do it again the next day. (Not really, I … Continue reading Daily Greatness Yoga Journal: an honest review

The passion myth and why “selling out” is totally fucking fine

I check in on Yelp at a coffee shop in Dallas, Texas called Mudsmith and take the last window seat. Mudsmith is decorated with taxidermied deer heads and they use that typeface that you'd expect from a tattoo parlor or punk band from the 90s. Surrounded by MacBooks, oversized sweaters, and lattes with foam leaves, … Continue reading The passion myth and why “selling out” is totally fucking fine

Every goddamn day I passively think about item number one

There's this dull throb of positive obsession brewing in the back of my skull. Does that make sense? Let me try to make sense of this. I can't shake it. I don't actively obsess over it, but rather I passively obsess. To be active would be to take actual action and do something with the … Continue reading Every goddamn day I passively think about item number one