The Kick Yak Campaign

One of my best friends visited me this weekend, and we reminisced about the time we did our best to shut down the use of an app on our college campus (and how we suppressed free speech in the process). The memory seemed pretty far fetched, so wanting to remember more of the details, I went back through my old journals and found an entry from August 2015 where I described our mission. In typical Most Boring Person fashion, I'm going to react to it:

The Family First Approach to Work

Two weeks ago, I heard words one never wants to hear when answering a phone call from their mom. The moment I picked up, she said, "Danny, something's wrong with your sister." I promptly stopped what I was doing at work and became instantly invested in what her next words would be...

My Instagram-Curated Reading List

A little less than two years ago, I could be found sitting in my bedroom frantically trying to figure out what to write about before midnight. No, I wasn't experiencing a bizarre Cinderella in the cornfields of Ohio scenario; I just had to get something posted so I could keep my goal to "Publish a blog post once a week." Ultimately, I wrote about books, and while it was nothing earth-shattering, it ranks as one of my favorite posts because it kept my goal going, which ended up producing some of my most cherished blog articles.

I’m Back

It's been 144 days since I wrote Thank U, Next (the blog post, not the chart-topper sung by Ariana Grande). And while I wish I could come on here and write about how the past few months have been full of aha moments and unwavering positivity, I'd be lying if I gave that impression.

Thank U, Next

You may be here expecting to read salacious details of my recent resignation, or you may be here simply because you love a good Ariana Grande bop and are hoping for more of her in this post. I hate to disappoint you on both sides, but this won't be a detailed hit piece explaining why I left my job, and there won't be much more Ari in this post.

24 Goals as a 24-Year-Old

One of my favorite times of the year is when I sit down to come up with my next year's list of goals. I love this exercise because it allows me to think about what I want to accomplish in the coming year while pushing me to think outside the box and to challenge myself.

About a Brain on Fire

Having recently made my way back into the world of academia, I decided to take a stroll down memory lane by leafing through some of the papers I wrote during my time as an undergraduate student. One that stood out to me was a book summary I wrote about Susan Cahalan's bestselling memoir Brain on Fire.

Standing at a Crossroads (Yet Again)

Today I want to share something I wrote and then proceeded to keep to myself for over four years. I wrote it at a time when I was vulnerable and searching, and I have been scared to share it because I knew that doing so would highlight the flaws I wish weren't still so visible in my life. I would have probably continued keeping it to myself if it weren't for the events of recent weeks, but before I dive into that story, here is what I wrote in July 2014:

Creating a Book Club

My goal to “join a group” has hung over my head throughout the past year. This is primarily because I would go back and forth on which group to join. I initially considered joining a running club, but I decided against this after straining my knee and observing how unnecessarily energetic those in athletic clubs tend to be. So after the dream of joining a weekly running club ended, I began to set my sights on something much more sedentary. And that was when I decided to join a book club.