CW: Death in the family This weekend was my Grandma Jo’s funeral. Now, I need you to believe me when I say that her memorial service was everything but funeral potatoes, and a sea of solemn faces. Most people wore either diamonds, some form of glitter, or animal prints. A handful of kids wore Halloween… Continue reading How to Have a Kick-Ass Memorial Service
Cameron and I had a bad case of Cabin Fever last week. We've been working from home together for the last 3 months after moving to Utah this summer, and have been trying to get out and explore our new home more. It's tough though. Something about living and working in the "cabin" (our 2… Continue reading Exploring Utah Lake
How are you? Are you hanging in there? I wanted to share this video to start this post because well... just watch it. https://www.instagram.com/p/CHir0ryAeV0/?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet In "The Book" by Alan Watts he writes, "Just as true humor is laughter at oneself, true humanity is knowledge of oneself". These times are truly astounding, and I think it's funny how… Continue reading You could use some Rainbow Sherbet
I am from a generation that believes in rainbows and spectrums; more than two genders, more than two political parties, more than 7.5 billion ways of doing the “right” thing. Truth and light in more than 1 religion, you get it. Ruthless tolerance and love that makes the bully into a friend by taking her… Continue reading An open letter to my friends and family – I Love you, Let’s Vote Blue!
A few months ago, the only thing about graduation I was really looking forward to was the dinner... maybe thrifting a cute dress. Taking pictures with my friends. A barbecue in someone's backyard. Pretty much all of the traditional social reinforcement that comes from celebratory events like graduations. It's not why I pushed through 5… Continue reading A Graduate’s Thoughts on Graduating in a Pandemic
Mild Trigger Warning: Emotional Triggers, Generational Trauma If the mind is a forest, then my stream of consciousness is a river cutting down the middle. The nutrient rich deposits the river brings wake me up, bring meaning, and are as key to my health as my beating heart. The river shapes the forest, and brings… Continue reading The gentle forest.
For the past few years on Thanksgiving morning my mom has woken me up at the crack of dawn in an honorable attempt at getting me to run our town's annual turkey trot with her. She's a multi-marathon runner, so a 5k is a hoverboard ride in the park and the perfect way to kick… Continue reading Turkey Trot 2017
Here are some characters from a spot up North where 50-year-old log cabins sit in the woods and women in cowboy hats wade in lakes and men sleep on grape juice bottles and the trout are very easy to catch if you have a vocal dog helping you out. Happy Monday neighbor. -SJT
Why my school's ridiculous quarter system has me contemplating becoming a barista.
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