Knock Off Pods
“Everybody, socks. I need your socks.” Standing in the laundry room, I stared in awe at the blue, gooey substance dripping down the wall and spilling across the floor. I’d shot down Dave’s idea of scraping it up with a spatula and opted for socks. Socks are absorbent. After gathering 12 or so from each of us, I…
Protecting the View
I’m a soccer coach. Assistant, really. The idea for Katie and me to lead the team came from wanting our daughters to be on the same team. With her coaching last year, she knows the ropes, and I’ll just swing alongside her. Or that’s the plan. Will the competitive streak of hot pink in my hair surge to…
Tomorrow’s Story
In another day lies what I want to write about. Far from here. My brain is a scrambling of eggs, fresh-laid ones, mind you, with a bit of cheese, paprika, milk, salt, and pepper, just like Grandma used to do. Speaking of Grandma, it’s her birthday today. I don’t need her to be living to keep the repeating…
The Hidden Costs of Social Media
I kept deleting Facebook after using it. It wasn’t because I hated social media. It was because every time I closed the app, I felt like I’d spent twenty minutes chasing adrenaline, drama, or comment threads that quietly fed an inner tension. Then I’d look up from my phone, eyes spinning, carrying the strange hangover of having been…
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