Jigsaw Pride
As we resumed walking, my dad turned his head toward me with a small grin. “He asked me if he could marry you,” he said. I felt my eyebrows go up.
One Art
I hate losing things. I try really hard to stay organized because there is nothing more frustrating than losing an important scrap of paper or a sweater.
Worth It
A salary is a good thing, and teaching is really pretty awesome once you get over the blank stares of students, and I’ve never actually disliked writing papers or doing research.
The Wolf of Wall Street
Jordan Belfort considers the agents (us, too, over his shoulder) as Denham produces the smoking gun: a yellow note in a clear evidence bag.
Recruit THIS
I hated saying no to people. I’m slowly getting better at it. I would have joined the Marines because I didn’t want to hurt this nice Sergeant’s feelings.
Body Language
As I walk slowly and methodically through the neck-high water, my surfaced head in a thin cloud of steam, I attempt to eavesdrop on all of the conversations.
A Day in the District
Orderly mobs with agendas of social change and economic prosperity flowed around me, people branded with “D.C. haircuts” and business casual.
We Have Now
Ash Wednesday is a reminder of mortality, as everyone—senior citizens and newborns alike—is reminded of an impending return to dust and ash.
Aquavitae: My Life in Four Drinks
In that crystalline moment, I knew that I had discovered something totally new. I glimpsed landscapes. I couldn’t speak.
Never, Never Have I Ever
And so I entered the world of woods and two-toned scarves, of strange chants (all the more daunting in French) and sleeping bags.
