The Year Of The Horse


I had woken up on the wrong side of the bed yesterday. Better yet, I had thrown an existential temper tantrum that involved knocking some of my crystal collection and a bundle of sage off my nightstand, and then openly cursed my framed print that sat in simplicity and reminded me on the daily: “The […]

2014: You’re My Bitch


Last night I looked at my friend Amy. I mean you may not think a whole lot about looking at someone; you see people all the time. The difference is, last night I looked at my friend Amy for the first time in nearly seven months – in the same way I looked at so […]

Settling Is For The Pilgrims


Settling can mean a lot of things. Maybe you’re a pilgrim, you discovered the new world, and now you’re going to colonize it – I don’t know. Since it’s not 1620, I’m just going to go ahead and say that doesn’t seem likely. As a single twenty-something, to settle means something entirely different; it means […]

On Lacking Direction


We’re expected to know, at a fairly young age, what it is we are supposed to be when we grow up. Like we have any concept or idea whatsoever about what the world is like, what professionalism and employment actually entails, or even what it means to be “grown up.” We come up with delusions […]

Some Kind Of Ride


Yesterday was one of “those days.” You know them, you’ve had them too. From the moment I woke up, I just wasn’t having it and I literally cursed the sun for rising and dawning on a new day. I dwelled about whether or not you can have a right or wrong side of your bed […]

On Surviving Your Late 20’s


I am part of a very small and special minority. No, I’m not referring to the fact that I’m gay, Polish, or that I don’t eat a lot of red meat. I’m part of something, and what I am part of so desperately needs a confident spokesperson. I’m Tanya, I’m twenty-eight and I own a […]