Little Imaginary Lines

Dear Reader, If my existence could be traced on a map, I’m sure you would see large dots over my home and work and strong lines connecting the two. Then, if you squinted, I’m sure you would see fainter lines connecting me to some places I’m more likely to visit, like my favorite cafe or... Continue Reading →

The (Other) Windy City

Dear Reader, Boston is in the midst of a Nor’easter. Apparently, I slept through the worst of it. However, in the middle of the night, my boyfriend and others were caught in the rain (a downpour really that went as much down as it did side to side). Roofs were damaged, trees split in half,... Continue Reading →

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