health / well being
Beneath the question asking about my symptoms, I write the letter “S” and pause. There are people standing behind me waiting to fill out similar questionnaires, but I don’t want any of them to see me write the word I intend to write. I freeze. I’m hunching over the tall desk, staring at the questions I still have to fill
1. The metamorphosis from child to adult ends with you telling a server, “You know what? An iced tea sounds refreshing. I’ll start with that.” — Sam Grittner (@SamGrittner) July 9, 2017 2. Aw man, I’m getting too old for this* *watching true crime and cult documentaries until 3AM — Mara Wilson (@MaraWilson) July 9, 2017 3. Why is making
1. When one of your smaller-footed sistren complains about wearing size 8 shoes and your eyes roll all the way around in your skull. 2. When you go shoe shopping and the “size 11-13” section is full of cobwebs and your options are narrowed down to two pairs of tan pointy heels from 1996 and a lonely left tennis shoe.
I’m a dog person and I always have been. A year and a half ago, I went into a dog shelter to help my mom pick out a new puppy. Unbeknownst to me, within the first five minutes I would make a spontaneous decision to pick out a puppy of my own: Steven (not to be confused with my husband