Blog by Morgan Painter
Life is weird. The choices we have to make to navigate that weirdness are challenging. The change that follows the choices is jarring. Then we adapt and get comfy… until life starts to feel weird and the cycle begins again. That’s the thing about cycles– they’re cyclical. They’re a loop, an expansive ocean of highs and lows.
Trying to get out of both the literal barricades surrounding Notre Dame and the figurative kind comprised of police and tourists was nightmarish. Add to that chaos, a very urgent need to pee. We found a few bathrooms while power walking through the maze towards the exit, but all of these bathrooms were decorated with lengthy lines of people waiting to use them. Eventually, we found relief in a cafe across the street. Except, when I reached the bathroom stall, I was surprised to find that I had to pay to open the door…
Intentionally or not, I had no expectations for the ten days of travel. I suppose we can call it my subconscious guarding me from any letdowns, missteps, or emotional ambiguity. I fell in love with London in 2014 after having been there for approximately one minute. Returning this December reminded me of how intensely I love and how much love I have for England…
In case you missed the first post earlier this week, make sure you read Challenging Ideas Pt. 1 before you start reading this. I mean, you don’t have to but context is definetly a concept to befriend… Here’s the second half: A few months ago, I met this guy who told me that he was…
When I got home from work last night, I was overcome with a foreign amount of energy. It could have something to do with the fact that I arrived to a piece of mail from the city and was convinced I’d been given a ticket for running a red light or something. Turns out it…
If you follow me on the social medias, you know that I’ve been on vacation for the past week. I spent the better half of the trip at my aunt’s house– a super special place on a mountain in North Carolina that my grandparents built fifty years ago. Back in the day, they (plus my…
The other night, I was hanging out with a male acquaintance. We were catching up and swapping stories of dating frustrations. As we complained about a lot of the same stuff, I kept catching myself thinking, “wait, I thought that was just a guy thing.” This dude was definitely not the first who’s expressed to…
Guys, I am all about my leisure time. Is that me admitting that I’m lazy? Close– but I don’t think I check off enough lazy symptoms to classify myself in that way. This weekend, I substituted some of my chill time with much needed socialization. While it was all stellar, I had a lot of…
