I’m one of those people that gazes longingly at couples holding hands as they walk down the street. Especially when they’re so cute and you can tell they’re just happy to be with one another. But how would one know that they are, in fact, happy together? By the smiles on their faces? The complete [...]
As I walked to my apartment after parking my car last night, I looked up and saw a tree- like any other- except that it was budding leaves. Real, green, actual leaves. It’s January. In Chicago. Granted we do now have snow on the ground and are gearing up for a sub-zero weekend, but I [...]
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My first diary had a lock and key. It was novel for a thirteen year old. I think that’s how old I was. At that age I became aware of boys in both good and terrible ways. I had my first kiss and my first encounter with being bullied by someone other than my father. [...]
