Last night, I tried to go bed at 10pm, and fell asleep at 3am. There was a party happening in the building next to mine, and the terrifying loud music turned my apartment basically into da club. I filed my first ever noise complaint at 12:30 when I was on the delirious verge of finding a hotel room or going over to the party myself and begging they turn off the music. Finally, at around 2:45, the music stopped.

Trying to stay half-glass full here, I stayed up and read articles on the Internet while half-sleeping/half-panicking. Take a gander!

7 things I learned from 7 years of reading, writing, and living

 A poor apology for the word 

20 surprising, science-backed health benefits of music

In the background: art you may never notice

16 surprising lessons from my first 50-mile ultramarathon  

We say we like creativity, but we really don’t 

The power of empathy, animated

Now, it’s time for eight cups of coffee and a 12-hour christmas open house with family and friends. And it’s SNOWING. Life is good again.