We met on identity lane
Oh, hello! I didn’t expect to find you here. No, no, I’m not lost. How did I get here, you ask? As best as I can remember, it began on the very long road to my JD. Then I manned the trenches at...
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Once I had a life. One where I had never even heard of the words Graco or Evenflo. I felt every bit of pain to my core, every bit of bliss to my toes. I was free. I was irresponsible. I was alive. I...
View ArticleThe games we play
We rode the train from Florence back to Venice in silence. It seemed like a really great idea, I consoled myself. Ian’s gazed was fixed somewhere out the window, out of our train car. This two-week...
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