This afternoon, I sat in O’Hare airport for hours.
In case you didn’t know, here are all the mandatory things you must celebrate from pre-birth to post-death.
It’s one thing for the personal to be political. It’s another for the political to overwhelm the personal.
Last week, one of my friends who came to visit picked up a gift for me: a book, Pachinko by Min Jin Lee, and last night I devoured it whole.
Everyone thinks owning a “home” makes you an adult. I think you should check that math.
Why can’t I stop talking / ranting about social media? Because it’s always there!
Normal feels nice. Normal feels safe. Normal, as most people use it, is a total, boldfaced lie, and we’d all be happier if we redefined it.