Disclaimer: I am not perfect. I know, it’s shocking. I do not greet each day with sunrise meditation, nor am I impervious to Zuckerberg’s stealthily crafted time warp otherwise known as Instagram. Yes, zombie scrolling syndrome is a real affliction. If you *also* find yourself perusing your friend’s fiancé’s niece’s bat mitzvah photos it’s time…
For most Rockwell readers, it comes as no surprise that I do my best to maintain a balanced diet. Don’t get me wrong, I’d eat a cheeseburger any day of the week. However, I generally use the 80/20 rule as my guide. With this approach in mind, I stick to wholesome, nutritious foods and splurge…
Anyone else remember eating CornNuts as a kid? They were my absolute favorite. In middle school, I vividly recall rummaging through my pink JanSport backpack for loose coins so I could hit up my campus vending machine. Of course, this ritual would screech to a halt the moment I got braces. *cue awkward phase* As…
TGIF… kind of. It’s week 97 of quarantine and the days are truly starting to blend together. Though this “new norm” won’t last forever, the light at the end of the tunnel burns dim. And, needless to say, the longer we’re in quarantine, the more difficult it is to make weekends feel special. However, I’m…