Ah, sophomore year. Not yet an upperclassmen, not still a freshman. A year of almost, but not quite. As sophomores, you are torn between the far-away threat of junior year and the stress that accompanies...

Welcome, freshies! It’s your first year of high school, and the world is your oyster. That is, if you can get over those nerves. You have every opportunity laid out before you and this wealth of options...

I’m so sick of agreeing with everyone and liking everything.  I go around all day listening to music that I like, songs that make me feel happy when I want to feel happy and sad when I want to feel...

One of my coworkers likes to tease me for having plans to go to college and start a career. He’ll chide me when I mention school, saying, “we don’t do aspirations around here. The sooner you give...

Recently I have been feeling quite old. I find myself grumbling at the freshman zipping around on ebikes, my sister is going off to college, nobody on my waterpolo team remembers the seniors from my first...

It’s 85 degrees outside in full sun, and you’re attending an outdoor dinner party while your extended family is in town. A cornhole setup sits unassumingly on the lawn. The adults are distracted, drinking...

****DISCLAIMER: the reference to seasonal depression in this piece refers to the common use of the term when people miss the summer, and feel sadder/lower energy in the colder months. My theory is in no...

Last week, after one too many nights getting less than six hours of sleep, I decided that I’d take a nap. I’m far from a frequent napper, but I was so tired that I resolved to find out what all the...

I was watching an interview with Bo Burnham the other day about teenage obsession with technology and found myself deeply resonating.  “What a strange choice to have to make at the end of the night,...