When I was young, the thought of change scared me to death. Nightmares of moving out of my childhood home robbed me of sleep. My heart broke when friends were forced to move away. I wept tears over the transfer of our old refrigerator from the kitchen to the basement. Change was not my friend. […]
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The First Time: Alcohol
We were confined to the closet in a home I knew well. It changed owners often and I visited with every new iteration. This was round 3 in the rotation and the oddest one yet. The girl of the house, the oldest one, was a year my junior. Her father was a cop and her […]
Haute Couture: A Personal Hell
The city of lights. Parisians flit up and down streets in their bright red scarves and gray peacoats, pushing rolling sculptures in charge of bussing the capital’s next generation. An embodiment of the gothic beauty hiding behind the gray stone of Paris’ buildings, Parisians are stiff, melancholic beings. But boy, do they love shiny and […]