Someone left a cake
I almost cried three times today. The saddest thing about this day is not the fact that I’m crossing the 30-year hump. It’s not saying goodbye to my 20s. My … Continue Reading →
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Music memory
I’ve said before that music is the surest way for me to be pulled into the past. It’s like a wormhole–one minute I’m minding my own business, listening to one … Continue Reading →