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Author Archives: Erin McNaughton

Some Counterintuitive Advice for Graduates

A week ago, my best friend graduated from college. A few days ago, my sister graduated from high school. As they talk about the fear and the excitement, I think back to when I was last in those uncomfortable shoes: transitioning from from one wonderful accomplishment into the vast unknown, commonly referred to as theContinue Reading

The Passion of Novices

Lately, I have been trying to figure out the direction in which my life is heading. Part of the learning process has been looking at what I am most passionate about. In examining where I invest my time and energy, I’ve found that I’m drawn to novices: people who are just getting started, but areContinue Reading

Disclaimer: Not Applicable to Everyone

I was extremely naïve in my youth. I still am, to a certain extent. From the age of 11 to 18, Urban Dictionary was what my GPS is to me now: a complete lifesaver. In sixth grade, a classmate once asked me if I knew what a bong was, as we shuffled from one assignment to another.Continue Reading

Hope, or Perhaps Some Choice Veneer

The sky is an infinity that drags me in. As the vanishing point approaches, I lose all sight of myself. The asphyxiating leash tightens its grip on my throat and I catch a glimpse into some alternate reality, ultimate existence. I am not familiar with the feeling: perhaps it could be likened to a tug-of-war between awe and terror, culminationContinue Reading

We Are the Light

“We are the seeds of the stars, and our goal as human beings is to take the galaxy of complex particles that compose our bodies and let them shine. Gloriously shine! But this land is somber, vacant of the passion for the here and now. We walk around as the silhouettes of the past orContinue Reading

The Cocktail Party of Life

There are many truths that permeate our lives. Some we embrace or adapt to, others we ignore, and still more we fight to conceal and destroy. How often do we see on the news that the victim of a house fire had died of a slit throat, rather than suffocation? How often have you entered a public restroom andContinue Reading

Fixing Things That Aren’t Exactly Broken

“What is that horrendous sound?” my mom asked as she watched me pull into the driveway. I scrunched my face, as if dulling my other senses would heighten my auditory perception. As she pointed towards the tires and muttered something about “clanking” and “scraping,” I scoffed. In a small mouse-like voice, the car had been squeaking, onContinue Reading

How Technology is Revolutionizing Human Behavior

Driving to work, I realized that my phone was still on my desk charging. I spent about ten seconds musing whether I could go nine hours without my social tethering device. No, the answer was a definite no. I made a U-turn, grabbed my phone, and all was well in the world. We live in anContinue Reading

I was going to write, but instead I saved Jimmy

For several weeks now, I’ve been feeling sick and uninspired. It’s difficult for me to write simply for the sake of writing, so my spirits lifted when my week was filled with the same recurring, writable theme. I am always trying to understand people–figuring out motives, guessing next moves, and jumping out of the wayContinue Reading

Finding Calm Amid Chaos

In the seventh grade, my teacher would play Enya during our math tests. I don’t know why that feels so profound. I’m not sure why I still remember that. Perhaps that experience taught me that tranquilty can be found admist anxiety; the two are not exclusive, as common sense would have us believe. Within the eye of the stormContinue Reading