My goal here with Sit Still is to really consider what I know and to write about it—to ponder what it is I’m tethered to and how I hope to remain connected to it. And with this idea in mind, I’ve discovered that I will unfortch always feel a strong connection to the perils of dating, both now, in the year of our Lord 2026, and probably till He comes back to redeem it all for us. Although it’s less pressing in my world than it once was, I am still in the group chats with the g

One of the great enemies of sitting still is the inclination to try too hard to keep up. I don’t think this is a struggle for everyone, per se, but if you’re somewhere between a 6 and an 8 on the Enneagram scale, you might just feel me more than the rest of ’em do. When TikTok first came onto the scene, I swore I was too old for it. I was pretentious about it, too. It was just sooo Gen-Z, and I’m a millennial! (It’s nobody’s business that I only barely made the cut.) I held o

I am a writer. But you’d never be able to tell by my screen time hours. Or by the content of my notes app. Or where my brain goes when I do manage to find downtime. You’d probably lowkey think my identity lies solely in my life’s work of making it to level 2,000 of Pixel Flow.¹ But yeah. I’m a writer! I’m just one who doesn’t write! I am married to a musician who likes to tell people that while he’s the songwriter, “Sarah’s the real writer,” which is actually really cute. Wha