This Sunday, I’ll run my first organized 10k. As I type this first very rough draft out my race is sitting before me like a growling dog on a porch. I want to reach out and pet her but I am afraid she might bite my hand off. But even if I fall flat on the… Read more
dreams
When I was about 12 I longed for a silk jacket like the ones on the movie Grease. In my dreams, it was pink with white stitching on the back and made me look like a Pink Lady. I remember waiting a long time for my parents to buy it for me, but it probably… Read more