Before heading home after the spring semester, I was lucky enough to spend a couple of days in NYC, and even luckier to do so with my boyfriend. We found ourselves with a full day of sunshine between two incredibly rainy ones, and set out to make the most of it without a detailed schedule or an extensive budget. I really feel that the universe was on our side here because it was a well spent NYC spring day.
One of my favorite ways to spend spare hours is in a coffee shop with my laptop or a book. I love the atmosphere, the conversations, the smell of coffee, and the satisfaction of becoming engrossed in reading or writing for a while.
Naturally, when I started an internship in NYC this semester, I quickly noticed the array of different coffee shops on my path to work. Any days I had spare time, I would pick a new shop to visit. After lots of caffeine and several months of city travel, I have a list of my favorites.
As soon as the prospect of summer break comes into view, the wheels in my head start turning. Entire months where I am unbound by the structure of school and have the opportunity to fill my time according to my choices (provided, of course, that I can also make a decent amount of money for school)! Even with parameters, summer always looks to me like a wonderful opportunity to for fun and for growth.
Thanks to the help of some friends, TONS of applications and emails, lots of planning, and a bit of luck, I am so incredibly excited for what I have planned this summer.
Given the name and premise of this entire website, it’s probably clear that I’m all about adventure and trying new things and getting out there. But during the school year, opportunities to do so are, while not necessarily fewer, definitely different. I can’t exactly decide to go work on an organic farm in Maine mid-semester. I adjust to adventures that won’t take me out of school or require long-distance travel. Some of these are very simple, but they’re fun and they make me enjoy the everyday more.
To the English teachers, math teacher, music teachers and all the others who kept me sane,
Thank you. I know I’ve said it before. But it’s been a couple of years now and I’m still feeling that I haven’t provided sufficient thanks.
A few months ago, an article surfaced on Facebook about a Harry-Potter themed coffee shop opening in the little town of Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania. Ever since, I’ve been looking for a time for myself and my sisters (on of whom is a massive Harry Potter fan) to visit Muggles Mug.
Last week, during my school’s spring break my dad and I got the chance to fly out to Arizona to visit my grandparents. I had the idea for the trip about a month ago, and circumstances seemed to fall into place to allow us to get some plane tickets and quickly plan the trip. My dad pretty much left our itinerary up to me, which meant that I had plenty of lofty aspirations for hiking during the four-day stay.
Of course, many of those hikes were in the Grand Canyon. Unfortunately, March is apparently a precarious time to plan a trip to the Grand Canyon. It would have been a three hour drive from where we stayed, and roads were reportedly unsafe and washed out from an unusually rainy winter. All these factors limited us to hikes that were a bit closer to the Phoenix area. While I definitely want to get to the Grand Canyon (especially to see Havasu Falls) sometime soon, the adjustment did not turn out to be much of a loss at all.
That last post got me thinking. It got my family and friends talking, and the wheels in my head spinning. It’s been about four years, almost to the day, since my eating got really bad. I can’t believe it’s been that long, to be honest. My life is so so different now. I am in a much better headspace and my lows are not nearly as low as they once were. But there are absolutely still times that I fall into old thought patterns. I stare in the mirror and don’t know what I’m seeing. I sit down to eat and can’t make myself do it. I get six different foods before I actually manage to eat one. I automatically make resolutions for what I will do tomorrow or next week when I don’t like what I’m doing today. The difference now is that I have the information to reason my way out of these thoughts.
This year, National Eating Disorder Awareness Week is hitting at a time when I need the reminder of all the support available. The perfect week for that nudge to take a look at what has helped me get to where I am, and to remind me of all the reasons I have to continue pursuing recovery. Sometimes, internal factors cause this kind of slump in my brain and make me reach for old coping mechanisms. But often, it’s external. It’s hard not to look around and see everyone employing the very tactics that lead me to an eating disorder. That’s what I want to share this week.
Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert, was given to me as a gift before my second semester of college by a high school mentor of mine. Somehow, it was exactly what I needed at the time.
The book explores the nature of creativity and encourages the educated and intentional pursuit of a creative life. Gilbert’s charming and straightforward voice makes the ideas accessible, actionable, and inspiring. It changed the way I think about my own creativity and my future as a maker for sure, and I would recommend to anyone who even dabbles in a creative pursuit.