There are a few skills that you’re expected to just know as an adult. Taxes. Paying rent. Emotional intelligence. Making friends. Feeding yourself. Most of the time, people
After three solid weeks of zero carbs (otherwise known as the diet heaven/hell that is ketosis), Hartley and I decided to spend a few days in New Orleans – the Crescent Cit
In between the flurry of ‘Happy Holidays and thanks for your business/support…by the way here’s 20% off” emails and the sudden silence in the streets and gaps in your
It’s 3.55AM in the morning.
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After one month (three weeks longer than planned), eight flights, 18 hours in layover, one lost pair of Nike sneakers left in the back of a Moroccan van, one intense bout of bo
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