The banter in my brain on replay is a short excerpt from a bedtime story I read to my child: “I hate to wait, I don’t care how. I want...

I bet we’ve all experienced a classmate-turned-bestie the day of our birthday. I remember thinking at my eighth birthday party how if...

As I walk by the painting, I chuckle. I’m filled with memories of the child I was skipping down the stairs and brushing past the artwork....

How far do I go when I'm not getting anywhere?

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