August 25, 2018 Why We Need Mentors One of the most influential teachers I have ever had was in consumer education class in high school. I remember taking the class mainly…
August 11, 2018 The #NoFilter Truth About Life Abroad I consider myself a rare breed of eccentric, seeing as I knew from a young age that somehow and in some way, I was…
August 8, 2018 Lovestruck *This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used…
August 1, 2018 Bye, Bye Murturtle About two weeks ago, I sat down in front of my computer and stared at my social media handles. All of them–for as long…
July 15, 2018 The Master Puppeteer *This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used…
July 11, 2018 The Terrible Truths About Price Tags When I was four, my parents bought me Barbie dolls on the regular from Toys R Us. I’m pretty sure that I had dozens…
July 8, 2018 Cracked *This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used…
July 4, 2018 On Coming Home Do you ever find yourself too close to a situation, so close that you come to realize the only way to gain perspective is…
June 6, 2018 Somewhere Over the Pacific *written mid-trip to America, whilst sleep deprived and without connection to the outside world, so take what I have to say with utmost caution, or don’t* To say I am excited to go home is an understatement. I’m pretty sure my countdown started at 100 days to go. I’m so stoked that I’m sitting in seat 25K, staring out the window, wide awake on a ten-hour flight from Taipei to Vancouver, knowing full well that not getting sleep is going to be so fun later when I finally make it to Chicago. Good news is that I’ll sleep really well tonight. That’s for sure.
June 3, 2018 Claim Your Story It was Groundhog Day. The skies were grey and the snow was speckled with tufts of grass peeking out over the blanket of white. At around eleven in the morning, kids piled out of the maroon double doors. Dressed in warm winter jackets and colorful snow pants, kids leapt into the snow banks with gleeful smiles on their faces. For a winter day in Wisconsin, the weather was about average. But today would not be any ordinary day.
