Twenty-something with words to spare. Lost somewhere between the two coasts of the US. In a daze of caffeination, intermittent unemployment, irresponsibility, empty bank accounts, aimless wandering, good books, bikes, and optimism.
“Steamroll” is my mantra for balancing the upsides and downsides of adulthood. Steamrollers are pretty impenetrable; they don’t let anything get in their way, and they keep on chugging even when the going gets rough. Steamrolling responsibly means figuring out how to stick to your guns without necessarily destroying the things in your path. It’s all a work in progress, and I’m trying to track it here.