One morning, I awoke and asked myself, if I could do anything today, anything in the world, what would I do? It’s a beautiful luxury to have this ability. If I were married with babies, I couldn’t do it—which isn’t to say that wouldn’t be a nice life too; it’s just not where I am. … [Read more…]

I know. Technically, it’s fake news. But it feels real, and sometimes that matters more than the truth. When I was younger, I imagined I’d be married with children by twenty-seven. I don’t know why twenty-seven, but I was convinced I’d be quick to figure out my own life so I could get to work … [Read more…]