An open letter to some joy-riding thieves
I woke up one morning to an empty driveway. It took a couple seconds for the gravity to set in. I started frantically running around my...
Check Other
Inside a dark, crowded bar, a band starts up with a raucous number. They’re playing your favorite song! There’s a moment of pause: you...
How Serving Your Burritos Has Made Me A Better Person
From Quarterlette.com A little over three years ago, I began serving at a Tex-Mex restaurant known for its kitschy, colorful interior and...
A Guide To YOLO
We all know the expression. YOLO. You only live once. But what does it really mean? And what are its benefits psychologically,...
Under Pressure
The physical pain is hardest to ignore. It’s this pressure and tightness in the center of my chest, which makes it hard to breathe and...
Ig-Knowing
Imagine: you’re sitting at a little table at Maude’s Coffee, pounding furiously on your laptop keyboard, surely whipping up one of the...
Judge Not, Lest Ye Be Basic
The eyes are everywhere. They scan from head to toe. They say, “Who does she think she is wearing those boots?” They mock every movement,...
Table for One
Your outfit is perfect. Your hair is impeccable. Your make-up is off the chain. You’re so pumped up for this concert tonight when your...
Floridada: My Home of Dreams
Listening to “Floridada,” the first single from Animal Collective’s forthcoming “Painting With,” is an engrossing experience, not unlike...
Harnessing Hope
Every morning I wake up around 9 or 10 a.m., just for a minute or two, and I turn my face to the windows. If I can see the blue sky...
Stick With It
Let me paint you a picture: it’s 7 on a Friday night. You made dinner plans with a friend for 8, but you still haven’t heard from him....
The Spaces In Between
Beep. Flash. Ring ring. Bzzzzzz. My phone vibrates across the desk to the floor. It’s exhausted; so am I. Ever since I got this smart...