On Thursday, one in a long string of my exes rang me up. He was in a bit of a state, wretchedly hung-over and piecing together some uncomfortable flashbacks of a failed threesome the night prior. Whoops. Did I just say that? “You won’t say anything to anyone?” he asked. “Who would I tell? Your […]
So I wake up this morning and it’s March. Which means it’s spring. Which means it’s time to get chased barefoot through meadows by strapping men again. (sigh) I know, right? Already? Don’t get me wrong. I’m in good shape. I’m looking forward to emitting some frolicsome cries. And I’ve been practicing slowing down without making […]
my delusions 