realize

I still remember how mortified I felt the day I perched across from my boss, the head of editorial at one of the Bay Area’s most ubiquitous Big Tech companies, on his stiff red office couch. Loading audio narration… With sweaty palms and trembling knees, I asked him to grant…

Growing up, when I imagined my 20s, I pictured living in a huge city apartment on my own, with a partner or a quirky group of roommates. I’d decorate my home with chic art pieces, paint the walls a dusty rose, and host dinner parties for my friends.I was desperate…

I’ve seen multiple articles lately about the boomer avalanche — all this stuff people have — and their kids not wanting it. I’m not a boomer, but at 46, I’m already aware that I have too much stuff.Three recent events made me think about the burden our possessions would place…