That season has come to a close. Sort-of forced upon me actually, thanks to Cosmopolitan magazine.
Now, Cosmo isn't my first choice of reading material. Or my second choice. It actually doesn't make my list at all. There is no advice on how to survive a bear attack. They don't consider bug spray a perfume. No top ten camping locations. In fact, when I see it in the grocery store checkout line, my reaction is pretty similar to when I see roadkill; guts and fur squashed all over the road:
Gross. Clean that up.
So it was a pure accident that, while looking for hair cut inspiration, I stumbled onto the Cosmopolitan website. There, I happened to see a blog titled
"Questions every twenty-something girl asks herself: Should I buy a dog? Go to grad school? Move to Austin?"
Cosmopolitan read my mail. That created an instant life crisis. And also some self-awareness. I haven't just been mildly asking those questions, I've put a lot of energy into running in circles after their vague possibilities.
You win this time, pop culture. I owe you one for getting me refocused.
So, I'm staking my claim in a fresh corner of the web. Rhyme and Reason has been left behind. (The dawn of a new era calls for a new blog domain.) Thanks for reading, I'm looking forward to putting more energy into chasing the tales that are happening here and now.
Speaking of chasing tails, I found a pretty good answer for the most important question.
Should I buy a dog?
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