
A forgotten jar of mayonnaise at the back of the fridge becomes an unlikely muse. Equal parts absurd and existential, this tongue-in-cheek reflection turns sour condiments into symbols of aging, nostalgia, and invisibility, with a side of dark humor. Proof that even expired mayo has something to teach us. Continue reading

From Target traps to Amazon boxes, I’ve realized it’s not just about shopping sprees, it’s about the patterns we repeat. Preparing for my daughter’s engagement party made me see it clearer: awareness beats willpower, exhaustion isn’t worth it, and sometimes the candle really is just therapy with a wick. Continue reading

While headlines shift and social feeds refresh, families in Texas are living through what the rest of us scroll past. This piece is a personal reflection on the helplessness of watching from a distance, the noise of blame, and the quiet, lasting impact on those who don’t get to move on. Continue reading