When I was a girl, I didn’t dream of a wedding. I dreamt of a marriage. Or what I thought would be a fucking awesome marriage. I dreamt of vacations, fancy dinners, dressing up and staying home, dancing in the living room by the light of the Christmas tree. I wanted to marry a daddy [...]
This is a door that hangs on a castle in England. It has a story. It is weathered and worn. It has character. This is not a story about that door. This is a story about my door. My actual door is boring. It is exactly the same as every other door in this apartment [...]
That’s where I was headed at sunrise this morning. Downtown to run up one of those buildings. This one, to be exact. 48 floors of awesomerness. Having only learned of this race three weeks ago, and having been out of town or sick since then, I could have skipped it. No time to train. I’m [...]
