Do you remember waiting every week for that new episode of Friends? Do you remember waking up on the weekend excited to watch your Saturday morning cartoons? We now live in a time where binge watching and consuming tv, media and news has become normal. It’s impossible to get on Facebook without reading the breaking…… Continue reading How About Just a Glimpse?
Last week, I was lucky enough to spend a few weeks at home with my parents and my 16.8 year-old dog, Sushi Isabelle Voss. While my parents worked, I stayed home with my, now very old, childhood dog. And, what struck me about my time with my “Sushi girl” was her hope. She was hopeful…… Continue reading Filling Up on Hope
I normally tell myself that I have to wake up, early. Whether deep down I am truly a morning person, I may never know because I have convinced myself year over year that I am. Well, and if I am really being honest with myself, it’s because mostly I look forward to having a cup…… Continue reading I Fell Asleep, Again
I don’t know where to begin, because I haven’t written a blog post for a few months now. I want to apologize because while this blog is about me, it’s also about you – as your story is likely connected with mine and mine with yours. So I am sorry if I let you down…… Continue reading Months of [Hidden] Reflections
It’s been over a month back at school, and I had forgotten that I liked to write and share my story here on this blog. Writing is a meditation and exercise in creativity, and I have either been studying too much or hanging out with my friends, but mostly studying and thinking these days. I…… Continue reading I’m Uncomfortably Learning
Someone once told me that if you don’t prioritize your own time, someone else will. Time is of the essence and if you don’t use your time for yourself, then someone else will use your time for their benefit. I believe I first heard this back when I was working in investment banking, when my…… Continue reading Protecting and Prioritizing Your Own Precious Time
My first memory of being in a museum was as an 11-year-old at the Louvre with my 9-year-old sister and grandmother. I remember walking around the staircase to see the “Winged Victory of of Samothrace” and was left in complete awe. I couldn’t believe that a human had created something so intricate and immense. I…… Continue reading For the Love of Art