I have this best friend. She isn’t a flight attendant. She’s a creative; an inspiration. She makes me think about life differently, often in the moments
Continue readingThe cooling unit of my hotel room in Queens sounds like the traffic buzzing on a crowded New York street. It’s loud and obnoxious, but I drown it out, because I accept that the noise comes with the
Continue readingWe all have goals and dreams, but what stops some of us from actually achieving our intentions? I feel like there can be a fine line between success and failure,
Continue readingWithin the past week, I fielded a couple of rejections- one writing related and one dating related. The simple email response from the intern telling me, “I’m sorry, but we won’t be
Continue readingAnd as I write that sentence, I feel tears welling up, blurring my current view, which is a street in the city of Nazareth. Yeah, you read that right. I’m in Israel. Not for work this time,
Continue readingI started this essay as content for my book. It turned into something that needed to be published here. So, here it is. -Kara On Wanting Sick. I feel it again. I don’t know if it is the antibiotic
Continue readingI sit distractedly stirring my coffee while thumbing through my Instagram feed. It was early— probably too early for coffee. And, probably too early to be hungry, but I was. It was also too early
Continue readingI asked myself the question, “What is The Flight Attendant Life?” while staring at a mostly blank screen, trying to write. I hate that word ‘trying’ because what it really means
Continue readingI sit around in my room for hours on end, drinking tea and listening to The Sleep Playlist on Spotify. I curl up with a book, the only interruption being the frequent whistles of a text messages from
Continue readingLast night, checking into the hotel in El Paso, there was no sense of relief, the thankfulness that I used to feel when I was on trips in Hawaii, where overnights were my escape from Crash Pad Life. Landing
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