I have seen so many vulgar memes about Kate Middleton making a public appearance just hours after giving birth to her youngest son. What are your thoughts on the issue?

Yes, there are things that happen to the female body before and after childbirth. We’re all aware. I, however, think it’s amazing that the Duchess made an appearance with her new baby! Can you imagine how much she wanted to stay in bed and cuddle him?! And instead, being part of a royal family, she stepped out to show him off. That’s a proud mama.

The name is officially being announced today. Any guesses?

dream journal

Dream Journal: I feel the pressure in my head.

It’s a gray day. The wind blows and rain falls outside, but I’m tucked safely in a classroom. It’s a long, powerfully boring day of training at work. Safety, hazardous materials, standard procedures… You name it. If it puts you to sleep, we’re brushing up on it. I’ve worked here for four months, and I’m already relearning what I just learned on my date of hire? It’s more than boring, but I guess it says a lot for the company I work for.

There are quite a few of my coworkers trying to stay awake with me today, but there are a few new hires here too. I’m focused on my notebook, jotting down “When driving forklift, look for pedestrians before reversing,” when I hear the door click shut. I don’t even look up to see who’s walked in. Instead, I glance over my notes and give myself an eye roll. ‘Did you really need to write that one down?’ I think to myself. I suppress a snicker; I’m taking notes to keep myself awake. ‘I crack myself up.’

“Taylor?” questions a familiar voice. I look up to see an old coworker.

“Caylie!” I smile, surprised to see her, and open my arms for a hug. I haven’t seen her in months. We weren’t close, but it’s always nice to see a familiar face in a fairly unfamiliar place.

She bends at the waste to hug me and moves her head so that her mouth is right over my ear. I feel her breaths, one by one. They’re longer than normal, and this hug has lasted much longer than normal. I’m suddenly completely aware of everyone else in the room when I feel her teeth close around my right ear. No one says a word, but I’m stuck thinking ‘How weird is this and why is nobody saying anything?!’ She doesn’t move a single muscle; neither do I. Neither does anyone else. I can’t hear a sound as my echoing heartbeat drowns out all possibility of other noises impacting this terrifyingly weird moment.

It’s been quite a few minutes.

Hours? Has it been days?

I can still feel the puncture of her teeth around the cartilage of my ear when she lets go of the hug. I feel her presence to my right as she moves around the table. I shift my eyes as far left as I can, trying to see the rest of the room through my peripheral vision.

I rotate my eyes so far it starts to hurt, but I see no one. I’m alone.

Ear locked in clenched teeth, eyes straining so hard to see…

I’m giving myself a headache.

Oh my holy G-

What’s happening to me?

She’s behind me now. I feel soft fingertips on my left cheek. I’m facing forward in the training classroom, perfect posture, eyes ahead. I see only a computer monitor and her reflection in the screen. She’s perched behind me, barely even touching me, but I feel everything from her fingerprints on my face to the bite on my ear. Everything in between those two points is static. My vision gets foggy. She pushes her hand harder against my face, but the pain in my ear starts to diminish.

I feel the pressure in my head. It’s starts in my nose; it begins like a sinus infection, but it transforms into thick walls closing in on my skull. Spreading now from the middle of my face outward, I see and don’t see my vision go black. I feel it in my eye sockets and then at my temples. It keeps moving. I feel it in the front of my skull, my jaw, my teeth. In every hair follicle, I feel it. I know I’m trying to squint, but I’m going numb.

The pressure builds. I don’t understand, but I’ve lost all capacity to try now. Thinking would require fighting this monster force that’s got my skull, my brain, my soul.

I don’t understand.

I don’t understand.

This has got to be over soon because my brain is going to erupt DEAR GOD I don’t understand I just-

“Taylor? Are you awake?” Brian says from across the bed. I open my eyes.


There’s nothing more humbling than the ocean. To think that we get to live in this world and admire all of this is amazing to me. I’m sitting ocean-side in South Carolina, looking out from my balcony on the 17th floor of the building, and you can see until the end of the world. There are no ships; no sailboats or jet ski’s; just ocean for miles, and it’s beautiful. The sky is open; the clouds are dark shadows that hover on top of the waves. There’s a group of dolphins directly in front of us, and all you see is a fin every few minutes. It’s overwhelming in the most beautiful way.

I often wake up from nightmares about the world ending. Read more…


I remember the exact moment that I learned to be embarrassed by my emotions. I was eight. I’d been going to public school for less than a week, and I had one friend. The school was still a strange place to me, and it was actually the first week I’d ever been away from either my mom or little sister. I’d gone to private school for pre-school, kindergarten, and first grade. It was really my first time feeling alone.

One day, I forgot my lunchbox on the school bus, and it was the first school bus. I had to take two to get home. I left the damn lunchbox on the bus that took me from the school to the bus stop, which meant that the bus that still held my missing lunchbox would soon be filling up with older kids that were also trying to get home. Read more…


Thank you, Michael Phelps.

In working on my online appearance, I set out today to find a motivational quote. I found the following by Michael Phelps.

“There will be obstacles.
There will be doubters.
There will be mistakes.
But with hard work,
there are no limits.”

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I grew up wanting a good paying job that would allow me to have all the nice things. I wanted cute clothes, a nice house, a new car, maybe a dog. I grew up with those things. Those things were always within reach. I grew up in a house that was completely paid for by my dad’s employer. His vehicle? Also financed by that same employer. We went out to dinner – you can go ahead and assume this was also free of charge – with that same employer on a weekly basis. My mom took me shopping all the time, and we bought what we wanted. We had everything that 9 year old Taylor could have dreamed of.

And so I grew up wanting everything that 9 year old Taylor dreamed of.

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For a lot of years, I lacked enough sleep to function properly. I’d wake up every hour or every two hours. in the night I would go to bed after midnight and get up at 6:30 for school. I’d leave the tv on all night. I would play on my cell phone for two hours after getting into bed. I’d drink soda before bed. For years, I lacked sleep without knowing why. I thought it was mental. I couldn’t shut my brain off, and that’s how it would always be.

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Black Cat Ice Cream

My best friend, sister, and I went downtown this afternoon for some ice cream.

I tried Oatmeal Cream Pie, and it had ACTUAL Oatmeal Cream Pie cookie pieces. What kind would you try?

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