Monthly Archives: December 2012

Just another ride from the airport

I was an unemployed journalist flying in for a job interview. Wearing khakis for the first time in decades, I was hurdling toward Meeting Strangers, my biggest fear in life I was scared. What If these people hate me? What … Continue reading

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Living with an artist, Part 9

This is our Christmas decoration. The star painting has the word “sweater” on it. I ask Mo what it means. She shrugs, in that way suggesting that if I need to ask I don’t deserve to know. I get that … Continue reading

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