Segovia! A quaint walled city thirty minutes from Madrid by the high-speed AVE train, Segovia is famous for the Roman aqueduct that marks the entrance to the city. It's made without mortar---entirely a feet of engineering. So impressive.

The city itself is charming as well, and what started out as a cloudy day got even better once the sun came out.

There are some books you pick up and you just know the story is going to be about you. You may know the author so well you feel he or she is a kindred spirit. You may have read the book a hundred times. You may love the topic of the book so much that there's no room in your heart for anything but acceptance and understanding.

An old friend of mine shared this article from lifehacker. It's describes Seinfeld's productivity secret and describes an implementation of it.

If you don't know, Jerry Seinfeld is a successful comic and TV actor. He rose to fame in the 90s. To stay creative and always be current, he would write his material and jokes every day. His secret to staying productive was to use a paper wall calendar as a way of motivating himself.

Breaks are times to relax, of course, but there's something deeply satisfying about having a relaxing and productive break. What makes a break productive? Being productive simply entails accomplishing something significant, something worthwhile—a goal. Often, people think that means something related to school or extracurricular activities, but it could also be an entirely personal project.

I’ve always tried to accomplish at least one goal over my breaks.

One year ago today, I was traveling around the Amalfi Coast for Spring Break. Today, I am in Fort Worth, TX. Nostalgic? A tad.

Below, find a few of my favorite photos from Sorrento, Capri, Positano and Pompeii.

A week in the Mekong Delta in the build-up to the Tet holiday.  A week of friendly people, fresh seafood, very few cars, floating markets and flower-lined streets.  A week that wasn't long enough.

March 26 - I resisted Peep-related peer pressure.

Very rarely do I hear anything good about Peeps. Almost everyone seems to have something against these marshmallow chickens.

When I was younger, I loved peeps. Marshmallows were one of my favorite things about Spring.

But, year after year of hearing horrible Peeps were, I too began to think Peeps were horrible. Sometimes, when a candy only comes around once a year, it's difficult to remember if you like it.

Insomnia occasionally batters me about the head akin to a punch drunk boxer, this morning was one of those days. An omnipresent headache, aching limbs and dry mouth. It felt like the after effects of a night on the town. I forced movement and jumped into the shower hoping for some salvation. The window open, I spied another blue sky and my spirits lifted.

No would-be taglines or themes, no attempts to be cute or quirky or deep today.  Just a regular old post.  About a regular old problem.

Willpower.  The lack thereof.

Some people might not believe this about me, but I am, at my core, an immensely undisciplined person.  “Not Sarah!  No way!”   After all, I can be very conscientious.   I can be such a slave to my self-mandated routines and rituals that it’s like I have OCD.