October 24, 2018

When I was 30, I could look down, glance at my beautifully manicured toenails, quickly throw on a sleeveless dress, throw my hair up in a messy bun, and dash out the door.

Now, when I look down, there is this thing in the way. Some may call it a belly. Some may call it...

November 14, 2017

I grew up reading books obsessively, writing 20 page stories when the assignment called for two, which made me every teacher’s pet, but no one’s best friend. I played alone in my room for much of my free time, with my dozens of dolls strategically placed around my bedr...

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