The second year without her

Posted on October 9, 2015     3 Comments

“Are you sure you want to put your roommate down as your emergency contact?” “Hell, what if you forget to cook breakfast that morning?” asked an overly aggressive, semi-sexist personal trainer during a free consultation I wish terribly I had slept through instead. “I’m sure,” I said confidently, dodging — if only for a second — a bullet I […]

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