About 10 years ago, I took a trip to Paris with my high school French class. …

I’m sitting in my apartment in Boise, Idaho. I look at the cheap, flimsy furniture that I bought from Walmart. I remember thinking well, there’s no use in investing in West Elm if I’m not even going to be here for long. Three months later, I guess I’m staying here…

Here’s a secret. I used to make my dad drive me to Staples every new semester to buy white poster paper and new markers. Then, I would mark up the entire poster with my “plan” for self-improvement. Color coded with categories like spiritual, mental, emotional, financial, and career. I would…

I think, for the first time in my life, I finally stopped asking myself, is this okay? Is what I’m like okay? What am I missing? As a human, a friend, a contributor to society? But before I got to this point, I had to ask myself where this paralyzing…