I still write on this blog, occasionally. Maybe once or twice a year. The truth is, it’s been difficult to write about COVID-19 life in a creative way, especially when I’m thinking and writing about coronavirus in an informational and scientific way all day at work. But lately, I’ve felt the urge to write about life lately more informally, which leads me here.Continue reading “reflections on the covid-19 pandemic, one year in”
I just booked a trip to go to Tokyo and Kyoto, Japan with my boyfriend and a couple of our friends. I couldn’t be more excited to be starting off 2020 with an excursion on the books! I have loved adventuring overseas ever since my first fling with traveling, hostels, and #backpackerstyle, as a study abroad student in Dublin. Admittedly, this trip will be a bit more glamorous – we’ll be swapping out the 10-person hostel dorms for hotels, and the budget flights on Ryanair for airlines that don’t charge you when you miss the plane.
It’s hard to believe that not only a new year, but a new decade is upon us! When I think back to where I was ten years ago – a Freshman at Penn State trying to decide on a major and construct some sort of a plan for my career and life – I honestly don’t think my eighteen-year-old self could have imagined most of the incredible, beautiful, and difficult experiences that have unfolded this decade.
Spring in Washington DC is an exciting time. Not only do the cherry blossoms provide stunning beauty for residents and tourists, but Washington’s slew of cultural events, benefits, and galas this season are a perfect opportunity to connect with like-minded locals.
Happy Pisces season, all! I have numerous blog posts that I’ve been trying to post this year – all sitting in my drafts – but somehow none of them have made it to fruition. Anyhow, here is some food for thought as we swim through Pisces season.
I went to the Hirshhorn this past weekend on a date. Little did I know, looking at contemporary art together can be a good litmus test for compatibility.
It’s now the beginning of November and I’ve just finished taking an awesome writing class. I haven’t written on this blog lately because I’ve been busy getting down the first draft of my novel, but I wanted to share some updates on what I learned in this class.
Free walking tours, food festivals, theatre, DC fashion week and the DC state fair; many fun and free things to do in the district this week and weekend.
I remember this day 17 years ago all too well, as I’m sure most Americans do. I was 10 and had spent the morning taking the fifth-grade standardized test. You weren’t even allowed to leave your seat to sharpen a pencil during those tests, yet for some reason, kid after kid kept getting pulled out of the classroom quietly by the teacher.
Recently, I asked one of my writing buddies how she is able to find so much time to write. That’s something I’ve struggled with lately. I’ve felt guilty about it because this is the time of my life when I have no responsibilities other than myself. If I can’t find an hour or so to write now, when I’m twenty-seven, living alone, without even a goldfish to take care of, then how will I be able to write when I’m, say, forty years old, potentially with a family and real responsibilities?