Things I pretended to understand at a dinner party
I bought the fancy olive oil. The fancy olive oil changed nothing. Discuss.
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Karolyn with a K
Musings, mostly. Some of them even make sense.
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On the lost art of doing absolutely nothing on purpose
I spent forty minutes watching steam curl off my coffee and called it productivity. Hear me out.
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Every walk is a meeting I scheduled with myself
The leaves turned. I did not. A chronicle of seasonal denial.
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My sourdough starter and I are in couples therapy
It collapsed twice. We ate it anyway. A metaphor, allegedly.
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In defense of the 7 a.m. armchair
An argument for chairs near windows and against checking your phone first.
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Hi, I'm Karolyn — the K is non-negotiable.
I'm Karolyn — the K is non-negotiable. I write about the small, strange, wonderful stuff of an ordinary life: slow mornings, half-finished projects, and the ongoing mystery of other people.
Some weeks I write daily. Some weeks life writes first and I take notes. Either way, everything here is honest, occasionally over-caffeinated, and never more polished than it needs to be.
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