Here's the real, no-holds barred truth about Your Square Peg: she sweats like a chocolate pig. There's no other way to say it. Ever since I woke up one morning a million years ago and discovered the monster known as--shudder--puberty, the sweat glands opened up, got to work, and decided to work overtime every single day. …
younger.
This speaks to me. When I was younger, especially in my teens and a large part of my twenties, I was desperate for someone in my life who could pull me through. Through those moments when loving myself was non-factor. When I would look in the mirror and loathe the girl looking back at me. When I …
Another Love.
Is it the whimsical melody? Those lyrics? (If you don’t want me, baby, I'll find another, another love) Is it the fact that this song, beloved since I discovered Alice Smith a year or so ago, now takes on a personal poignancy that I'd rather not elaborate on at this moment? Sigh. But I will elaborate …
Blogtober (Redux and Late) #31: Regrets or Nah?
Never mind that it's November 1. I meant to post my final entry for Blogtober yesterday, but life. Let's pretend it's yesterday. Thank you for supporting this year's bloggery effort despite the 16-day wifi-related snafu that occurred in the middle. Thank you for everyone that liked a post, followed my little blog this month, left …
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Blogtober (Redux) #30: Mind the Gap.
I heard it so many times while riding the Tube that I began to long for it: the soothing, Brit-accented automaton telling me to please mind the gap between the train and the platform. What a kind reminder, huh? To keep me from falling to my death? I'd like to challenge my local public transportation here …
Blogtober (Redux) #29: Packing Lessons
Admittedly, I don't have much panache (or patience) when it comes to packing for trips. Maybe the process reminds me too much of moving, which I once did three times in a year and nearly had to report to a your neighborhood mental health hospital to recuperate from the stress of it all. Maybe it's …
Blogtober (Redux): #25 and #26
Two posts, since Sunday was packed and found me super busy. I was tired the day I snapped this photo, taken while walking in London on Oxford Street. I was exhausted from walking all over the city, I was irritated from walking all over the city, and I was incensed from walking all over …
Blogtober (Redux) #24: No Sleep
The last time I was in Europe, a whopping 11 years ago, my jet lag lasted about two days and then I was fine. My, how things change. It took about five days to acclimate to the time change this time around. And not only was I experiencing days filled with exhaustion and plenty of …
Blogtober (Redux) #19: On Traveling, Time Jumps, and Trailing WiFi
Oh, my dears. I'm back in the US of A after my whirlwind trip to Europe (see earlier posts). It was, in a word, incredible. There will be posts. So. many. posts. I'm dedicating every day of the rest of Blogtober to posting about this trip that took me on several journeys. From posts to …
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Blogtober (Redux) #2: We’re in Iceland, people. Iceland.
So there are places in the international world that I'm intrigued by but haven't really sat down and considered the logistics of going there. Fiji. Galapagos. Greenland. Iceland. Oh, wait. I'm in Iceland as we speak. En route to Frankfurt, we stopped in Reykjavik for my layover. We disembarked and entered some of the coldest …
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This Square Peg. 