on the other side of “what if?”

When I was little– probably around four or five– and learning how to swim, I would wear my trusty “bubble” floaty religiously.  I didn’t want to be anywhere near the water without it.  I loved to swim– and still do, actually, but being the more timid kindergartner that I was, I was not interested in trying […]

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operation: domestication

Last summer I turned 25 and have been inching closer and closer to that period in my life where I need to be a little more competent in the “domestics” department. I’ve been trying new things, here and there, in an attempt to “train” myself to be a “real” adult… ha.  In other words, not […]

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