Brain Rot

I need to work on not adding a preamble to all my posts. Let them speak for themselves yada yada. But I do feel this needs some context. Or rather, I’d like to provide some. This is out of my comfort zone – not to write, but to share. In the endless sea of disordered […]

Perhaps it was instilled in me as a studio dancer, familiar with following an instructor alongside 20 or so similarly aged, shaped, and abled girls in a mirrored space from a young age. Perhaps it began with my blogilates obsession in 2011; I would do several videos a day in fevered attempt to lose the […]

On January 3, 2021 I was going for a quarantine walk. We were still enough in lockdown where people wore masks outside and crossed streets to avoid bursting the 6-foot bubble. It was a sunny day in Brentwood and I was most likely listening to Andrew Huberman (YEAH OK I was on that train) or […]

january – started the year with the most wonderful person in the whole world, got a job offer february – enjoyed last few days of unemployment, started new job, had ovarian cyst removed, same day, sister died march – finding footing at new job, really like it, home for memorial, chaos april – eclipse, babysitting […]

This is me typing up excerpts from my journal entry today. Abridged but otherwise unedited. … I feel like I’ve had brain fog for the past 10 years and it has only gotten increasingly worse. I genuinely don’t know if I am capable of deep learning or planning or practice. I ruminate all the time […]

I have a friend who bakes bread. It always looks beautiful. Sometimes she brings it to her office or gives it to her friends. I don’t really care too much about being able to make bread for myself, but I do enjoy the idea of making it for others. Partly because I like to give […]

When I was 15 my dad bought a PlayStation. Partially because he had read that playing video games was good for aging people’s dexterity and mental acuity. Partially because he thought it may be something we could enjoy together. Growing up I had pretty firm media rules in my house. These were instated by my […]

Barefoot with a beer in hand, I lazily trot across the field where about 20 of my fellow camp employees have gathered to play nauset ball. Nauset ball is a regional game that most kids who grew up in the area played in school, a combination of soccer and handball, and it is camp tradition […]

Preface: I started this wanting to write about TV representations of female childhood/coming of age. It then pivoted to a “girlhood” thing. And then became about the development of my sexuality LOL. If I cared enough about producing good stuff, I would split these up and flesh out each idea. I’m not going to do […]