A winter weekend meant for focused work that turned into something quieter: walking through Reims in the drizzle, eating well, talking until silence, and letting the hours slip away. Forty-five minutes from Paris, Reims, a borrowed city that gave me time with a friend and nothing quite urgent to do.
Read MoreTucked away near Montparnasse and blissfully uncrowded, the Musée de la Poste is one of Paris’s most underrated cultural experiences and a reminder that staying connected wasn’t always instant, or effortless, or guaranteed.
Read MoreIf you’re looking for a less touristy thing to do in Paris or a cultural detour that’s equal parts educational and delicious, this museum might just change how you feel about the cheese board.
Read MoreA year-end reflection that isn’t really about the end of the year
Read MoreI recently realized I’m this close from financial ruin, I started taking inventory of everything I own: my clothes, my books, even my ridiculous stash of skincare. The real surprise wasn’t how much I’d accumulated, but how much I already have… and how much I’ve been avoiding facing myself in the process.
Read MoreAn honest look at the emotional overdraft that comes from constantly holding yourself together, and the surprising relief that arrives when you finally let safe people see the unpolished version of you.
Read MoreA restless mind, a half-finished tub of ice cream, and the simple list that finally calmed the noise, or at least dialed it a bit down.
Read MoreIt started with a wool cardigan that shrank and ended with a realization that maybe I didn’t need new clothes at all. A tale of headphones (where did that come from), impulse control, and a small but meaningful evolution in how I establish my limits and standards and how I spend my money and attention.
Read MoreLately, I’ve been thinking about how life moves in seasons: of striving, healing, becoming, or maintaining. For the first time, I’m in a season that feels steady, even joyful. Not because everything is perfect, but because I’ve learned to savor what already is. This essay is about that shift and an invitation for you to ask yourself: What season of life are you in right now?
Read MoreI thought I was fine being a passenger forever. But finally being able to drive my own car turned out to be less about convenience but more about having the option, and freedom.
Read MoreHow I went from rolling my eyes at running culture to logging 4km runs under Francilien skies
Read MoreBookstores are my happy place. Here’s a little trail of the bookstores I’ve stumbled into while living in Paris, plus some fun facts and maybe even some book recs for good measure.
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