Coffee and a Conversation

As Told Over Brunch is a home for intelligent discourse from the twenty-something perspective - so the stuff you gossip about over mimosas on Sunday morning or over takeout on your friend's couch when happy hour ends too early. We love chatting about our lives, whether it be the relationships we’re building (or destroying), lessons we've learned at work, struggles at school, growing pains we've felt, or even the food we’re talking over.

Becoming a Ghost, or the Person I Hate

February 03, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Dating, Humor, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

I’ve become the person I hate. I ghosted on someone this week. Or I’m in the process of ghosting if we’re going to be technical. It’s only been two days. I could still save my reputation and soul. I could text back.

Let’s back up. As you know, I am an apathetic user of dating apps. I constantly match and never initiate. Or when I do start a conversation, I grow bored – or conversation is lively enough that meeting is proposed, and it happens, and they aren't Cate Blanchett/Emma Watson/Keira Knightley. To their credit, I’m also neither Drake/Bradley Cooper/Justin Bieber. So then it fades out, but it’s mutual.

(In) Visible Memories

December 11, 2014 by Sara Woznicki in Life In Your 20's, life lessons, Sara's Column, Tweets and Mascara

When I was little, I had chicken pox. And because I was little (and itchy), I scratched a tiny hole into the bridge between my eyes. From then on, I had a scar. When I was a bit older, I fell a bit and had a pretty nice look scuff on my knee. That left a faint, but present scar.

Then in high school I tried hurdles, got all caught up and fell. In that one act, I sprained an ankle, ripped open another knee and was substantially bleeding out of my elbow. Healed (but cankle-like), scar, scar.

The next year, I got an elbow to the face during a soccer game and needed stitches in my cheek. Facial scar.