The Co-op Killer
All we had to do to win was get both of our pawns to the launch pad.
All we had to do to win was get both of our pawns to the launch pad.
Eleven months in, we’re still getting bills from the recalcitrant United HealthCare, our ostensible health insurer.
We are doomed and we know it.
Through all the changes of my childhood, I always knew that my grandmother’s home would be the same.
Suddenly I was keenly aware of everything. The ring box that he slipped out of his cowboy boot.
The core value of The Office is that apathy is cool.
My Panera coffee subscription is practically worthless now—this is Starbucks territory.
My physical and emotional being are inextricably intertwined, and that’s a good thing.
Inertia doesn’t require much, after all. It never does.
Contentment has been slowly blooming for me this summer.