Life is about those moments. Those fleeting times that flash before our eyes, that we miss because we are focusing too much on what is to come. Our futures are never guaranteed. You cannot know what is going to happen. We only have the moments of now.

I learned from a year of continuously practicing and performing that there are 525,600 minutes in one year of life (I spent approximately 300,000 of those minutes with the song stuck in my head during my senior year.)
It certainly sounds like a lot of time.  There are three digits on EACH side of the comma!  Even if you get 8 hours of sleep a night that only takes 175,200 minutes out.
So now we’re down to 350,400 (see, that’s still three digits on each side of the comma.)
Now let’s assume that …

As this is publishing (via scheduled blog post) I am flying from PWM (Portland, Maine) to IAD (Dulles International, Washington D.C.) for a quick layover before heading out to SFO (San Francisco) for the weekend.
The story of how I came to be on this plane is (to me) heartwarming/(to social media believers) awesome/(to others) creepy.
Last summer as part of my #BlogCrush series I featured one Ms. Jenny Blake and Life After College.  We were bound to cross paths eventually, our online circles of friends practically overlapped each other.  Though it …

So I am in general opposed to meme’s, forwards, quizzes, etc.
With that being said, I’m totally doing one today.  Two of my favorite bloggers wrote posts this week with a few little snippets of information about them no one (or very few people) would know.  It was really fun to read both, and learn a little more about them.
It’s always so great to learn more about people online, to glimpse a little more into their worlds.  To see who they are in real life, when they aren’t typing away at …

“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”  – Marilyn Monroe
Today was one of those days where you just can’t do anything to pull yourself out of a slump.  I think it starts from being in a bad place last night.  So I was angry when I woke up.  I was angry when I got ready.  I …