I assume that every millennial – minus the ones named Thad or Bethany, whose daddy owns a yacht – feels insecure about all retail experience listed on their resume when it’s time to (try to) transition to a real job. I know I did.
When I tell people what I do, the next question is usually about what I did in school. When I tell them I studied neuroscience, their reaction is always surprise.
Get rid of everything I don’t need (complete the 30 days of minimalism challenge). Get to goal weight and get healthy! Work out 5 times a week. Figure out an eating schedule that works. Learn to play guitar. Practice 30 mins a day. Play an open mic by the end of the year. Learn to... Continue Reading →
Ok, I get that I’ve made it clear that I’m not into the 9-5 thing and that I will do anything I can to avoid going back to that place. But, there are plenty of people that I’ve talked to who want nothing more than to be employed somewhere that a name-tag is not required, but who aren’t ready to strike out on their own. I understand that. I was that person a little less than 3 years ago.
One of my major goals this year is to find balance in every area of my life. When I explain my goals to people, it’s the first thing everyone tells me I need. It's at the point where, if I still lived with my parents, I would be afraid they would try and carve the word 'balance' in my skin while I sleep.
when you get to the point where your only option is to cover your bottom half with leggings because everything else cuts into your protruding stomach, or you decide to calculate your BMI only to realize you’re technically obese, you just entered a whole new ballgame.
I’m not going to mince words here: the unwavering belief you have in 'self-evident truths' is a complete trap.
It’s 2018 and everyone is obsessed with #newyearnewme. But if you deceive yourself into believing that something as nominal as writing an 8 instead of a 7 is enough to blow the winds of change in your direction, you’ll be crying yourself to sleep until 2019.