I remember reading the play Death of a Salesman in college, but I never thought I would meet Willy Loman in person.

Boys text; men call.

We all fail but Olympians fail on a much bigger and broader stage than most of us ever will.

I don’t think female friendships grow apart so much as they don’t grow at all. 

I cannot document every time a man harassed me, because that list of incidents seems endless. I just can’t remember them all.

I realize the saying, “Friends for a reason, a season, or a lifetime” is true.

When you have wanted something for eight years and it is finally about to happen, it's impossible to contain your enthusiasm.

Several months later, TJ told me he had planned to hate me.

When a potential client asks me if I can guarantee results, I say of course not.