Category Archive: young adult life

Happy Anniversary to NYC and Me

What has a year of those circumstances, living in and with and as a part of NYC, done to me? This may sound like a strange declaration coming from someone who lives in the city that never sleeps, but New York has mellowed me out.

No One Likes You When You’re 23

Tuesday I turned 23. Twenty three might not seem like a significant age to most. Maybe it shouldn’t feel like a significant age to me. But it does. Both for the number and for the forces behind it.

Instagram Unfiltered: What I Want You To Think vs. What Actually Happened

This is the sort of illusion of introspection I wish I had come up with on my own (I say illusory because it’s the kind of introspection where it’s easy to make it sound like I’m revealing a lot more than I am), but I 100% copied this idea from a recent post on Bustle. My Instagram feed is nowhere near as beautiful (or to my credit, I think, as staged) as the author’s, but it’s still an interesting concept: we only share the “picture perfect” snapshots of our lives on Instagram, but even so, those moments are not quite as idealistic as the filters we choose would lead you to believe.