I used to think that the word rest was a cuss word. I knew it existed, but I figured rest was what you did after everything else was done. Rest was a reward for productivity. I've never had a hectic life, but from the day I finished school, I was always busy. Straight into a full-time job when I was seventeen, as ...
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Dear Younger Self: It’s Time To Be Brave
Dear Younger Self, Wow, long time no see, old friend! Although, I guess that is ironic, because technically I am the old friend. I hope this letter finds you well (I know you're only just discovering email, but man, you just wait to see what the internet looks like in 15 years!) First, let me answer the ...