Too often we sit and wait, expecting people around us to realize we want and expect more; meanwhile, we are missing out on opportunities.
Since when did it become cool to not give a fuck? Do we really want to be a bunch of floating icebergs?
A man asked me if I knew that I was pregnant. If I knew. As if my lack of 20/20 vision precludes me from being aware of gestation happening within myself.
Our dog has helped us walk away from work, meet beautiful people and find good sh*t. He’s shown us that the city is our backyard.
It sounds so dumb, but it does an efficient job of labelling a persistent phenomenon: women are far more likely than men to be interrupted while speaking.
When you accept that it’s perfectly okay to try something new, your world gets a little easier. You let yourself off the hook a bit.