Life+Love

Mad Dogging Never Stops: Older, Meaner

The moment I crammed my slightly wrinkled, vaguely damp, still-sort-of-smelling-like-the-airplane sweatshirt into my purse for the evening, I sensed the inevitability of this moment: Standing…

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From Coast to Coast to Vancouver

“That wouldn’t have happened back home.” “What wouldn’t have?” “That whole day. Our conversation, the quiet location and views. And we didn’t have our phones out!” In…

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