So, apparently the brain doesn’t have just TWO acute stress responses, but THREE: Fight Flight Freeze Did you know this? Ya, me neither. The first couple years in LA were a fluctuation between fight and flight responses with a heavy concentration on flight. I was terrified of executive producers, successful writers and big name talent.… Continue reading Pausing the Dream
So, I watch a lot of black and white TV shows and Movies. Probably because it’s familiar since I grew up watching it, but I’ve been watching A LOT since I’ve been back home in Texas this year. I was obsessed with musicals like My Fair Lady, Singin’ in the Rain and black and… Continue reading Tramps, Jerks, and the Evolution of Meaning
I think I’m in love. He’s sleek. He’s sexy. He’s got that handsome, mature, salt-and-pepper look. His name is Harvey. He shares my insane affinity for road trips and adventures. There’s honestly no place I’d rather be than riding alongside him on a new adventure. He lets me vent and he gives me control over the… Continue reading Harvey
I remember the encounter well. “Don’t you guys ever wonder if you’re just a product of the culture you’ve grown up in?” The hurt and curiosity in his eyes was strategically shielded by anger. He was upset that we were meeting at his apartment and talking about an ancient text he evidently thought was ridiculous. We were just trying… Continue reading Keeping the Doubt
No one wants to admit how much they NEED family. But, the truth is we all do, whether we like it or not. As the baby of the family I have the chronic need to prove that I’m able to do things on my own. As the youngest sister, I’m all too familiar with the… Continue reading Family Ties
A former boss once said to me around Christmas time, “I’m not sure if you’re the kind of person who measures your years by calendar years or birthdays, but…” and went on to tell me how much I had grown in the previous calendar year as an employee. I probably should have paid more attention to the… Continue reading How Do You Measure A Year?
“The great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson The first step to getting help is admitting you have a problem. So here I am saying “I HAVE A PROBLEM”. His name? FOMO. This summer I have… Continue reading Socially Overcommitted