Drop the Cookie

“In my 25 years, I never thought I would be telling everyone to “drop the cookie,” let alone starting a site dedicated to that very notion.

My life has changed so drastically in one years time and I feel as though I would be doing you a disservice if I didn’t share my story to paint a more coherent picture of what I mean. History has shown that I love cookies! Yet, here I am empowering you to drop the dang cookie! Let me explain.”

We rewind. Like so many 23 year-olds, I was caught in the mundane of everyday life, but in a constant battle with myself because I knew there had to be something more to life than a cubicle floating in a sea of mediocrity. Perhaps, I was entering into my quarter life crisis, but I could almost taste a better life, yet couldn’t seem to crack the code on how to get my eager little paws on it.

I was in relationship with a really great guy – nothing seemed “wrong” there. I had a good job by the standards of modern society, a nice place in the city, friends who knew how to have a good time… so what was the problem? Things were status quo, but I wasn’t happy – whatever that means.