Olivia Reese 
Everyone has at least one decade, or century, they were pretty sure they were born too late for. Maybe it shows up as a weird attachment to a certain kind of coat, or an unreasonable love of writing letters nobody asked for, or the sneaking suspicion that you would have thrived at a party with …
There is a particular kind of relief people describe when they finally reach a landscape that fits them, the ocean, a forest, a mountain ridge, an old city street, and it is rarely subtle when it happens. Shoulders drop. Breathing changes without being asked to. Something in the body settles that had not been settled …
There is a particular moment, usually somewhere around the third stressful email of the day, when your brain quietly generates a fantasy of leaving all of it behind. What is interesting is that the fantasy is never generic. Nobody pictures a vague, undefined "somewhere." You picture a specific kind of quiet, a specific kind of …
Traveling alone sounds terrifying to some people and sounds like the only kind of vacation worth having to others, and that split usually has very little to do with confidence. It has more to do with what a person wants from time completely unmoderated by anyone else's schedule, opinions, or need to be entertained on …
Two people can book the exact same flight, stay at the exact same hotel, and come home having had completely different trips. One of them had a spreadsheet. The other one deleted the itinerary app somewhere around day two and never looked back. Neither of them is doing travel wrong. They are just wired differently, …
Say the word adventure to ten different people and you will get ten different mental images, and almost none of them will line up with each other. Someone hears it and pictures a rope and a cliff edge. Someone else hears it and pictures a week alone in silence with no phone signal for miles. …
Some people can walk into a party full of strangers and leave with three new numbers and an invitation to something next week, and it has almost nothing to do with being the loudest person in the room. Magnetism gets confused with charisma constantly, and charisma gets confused with extroversion even more often than that, …
Ask anyone which year they'd live in if they could pick, and they almost never hesitate, because they're not choosing a date so much as a whole mood, candlelight or neon, a ballroom or a disco floor, a handwritten letter or a phone cord stretched all the way to the bedroom. Ballrooms and Brand-New Streetlights …
Somewhere in your house there is a box you have not opened in months, and you probably already know what is inside it. A stack of records you keep meaning to alphabetize. A tin of buttons that used to belong to your grandmother. Forty postcards from towns you have never visited in your life. Everyone …
Almost everyone has a version of if I just disappeared for a while tucked somewhere in the back of their mind, usually surfacing at the worst possible moment, like the middle of a meeting or a long line at the grocery store that will not move. What is interesting is how specific the fantasy is …