The other day, I snuck a peek into my old life. I was headed to the dentist in downtown San Francisco, where I hardly ever go anymore. The streets...
March is lot like a long, flat stretch of road somewhere. It’s far enough away from where you’ve left (winter) and not quite to where you’re h...
If ever there’s a time of year when my heart feels like it’s about to explode, surely it is Thanksgiving, and everything that comes the weeks ...
Persimmons and I have a funny relationship. My mom and grandpa love them and for years, I didn't really know what the fuss was about -- especially...
I turned 29 this weekend, and it still feels weird to say that. I'm not sure when it happens, but sometime in your twenties, you start forgetting ...