Why I Don’t Miss My Youth
As I ebb ever closer to my mid-thirties, as I find myself choosing to turn off both music and the
Read moreAs I ebb ever closer to my mid-thirties, as I find myself choosing to turn off both music and the
Read moreDear Kim, I don’t know why I’ve never written to you before. Maybe it is because what’s done is done.
Read moreFrom 12 to 18, my mom and I had a tumultuous relationship. In her defense, I was a total brat
Read moreLast week, it rained. It wasn’t a big storm, and it didn’t last long, but it was just enough: enough
Read moreI am obsessed with all things Disney. Yes, that’s right; this tattooed, thirty-one year old chick still obsesses over the Mouse
Read moreMommy loves you. Daddy loves you. The kitty cats love you. We all love you very much. Now it’s time
Read moreMy father taught me to swim when I was eight years old, which was old by Florida standards. It wasn’t
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