This is the story all about how it came to be that I wound up emailing a contact in Berlin that I'd never met–but who attended university in the same town as I did in Northern England–about a networking opportunity in San Francisco.
Read moreThe crazy email story [Part 1]
Hey Friend,
I actually can't believe it. In the 2+ years of writing this email to you -- week in, week out -- I've never told you this story.
I'm embarrassed at myself. Goodness
Darling, today I'm going to tell you Part 1 of a hero's tale.
Read moreI say a little prayer for you
Hey Friend,
When I was a kid, I developed this theory about love:
I would rather go down trying.
Looking back now, I can almost definitely trace this theory back to my lifelong obsession with the Julia Roberts character in My Best Friend's Wedding.
Learnings from a Scottish bachelorette party
Hey Friend,
Coming to you poolside from Mexico this week. Feel like a ton has happened since I saw you last, actually.
Paris last weekend with Chels, and we did some street performing under the Eiffel Tower. (Lost €1,87 due to having to buy the hat, but oh well. Businesses fail all the time.)
I don't owe that to you
Just had a total anxiety attack walking through central London. I was supposed to walk 16 minutes down the road and it took me 50 and I can't really tell you why.
I felt like I was getting swallowed whole. Like everyone else was in proportion, and I was only four inches tall. Like I was exploring a foreign land and I couldn't figure out where to take cover.
It was exhausting.