Ten years ago, I was determined to become a scientist. I could imagine nothing better than spending my days buried in books, staring at the heavens, pondering the higher truths of our universe. It seems like such a luxury now.
Cynicism is the dream killer. Cynicism stops progress in its tracks. Cynicism denies us a better world.
In a bold move, Pintrest has blocked search results for terms that are known to proliferate anti-vax propaganda.
I deleted Twitter and Instagram off my phone.
As I’m writing this, I am procrastinating a large list of mind-numbingly simple tasks. (They’ve been hanging around so long they’re positively fermenting.)
I once gave a talk to a room full of women about enjoying problematic media.
I was once a cool girl.