Things I Learned From Reading Joan Didion’s Blue Nights
What I took away from Blue Nights and the weekend I spent with my father is that life is precarious. We all claim to know this but we don’t truly understand it until it’s staring right at us in the face.
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An Open Letter To Bad Boys
You never text me back in any prompt or polite fashion (if at all). I never have to worry about interrupting my workday with a rapid-fire thumb conversation via smartphone. I’m never distracted while driving and I always sleep soundly given your blatant lack of response to the friendly things I say.
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Liz Owen is a recently-outed closet blogger who disappears for extended periods of time when drinking tequila, ... 
Some People You Might Meet In A DUI Class
A fellow snacking enthusiast. It all starts when he offers you a fig newton and you get all “I love fig newtons! I haven’t had one in forever.” Then he gets excited to try your homemade trail mix. You become friends IRL. Snacks bring people together.
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Michael is a graduate of Emerson College and Diet Coke enthusiast. He recently returned to the Boston area after ... 
Rarely Reads Directions
The red light at the intersection where the store where you work is. Red and red and red, then green, and I am driving past the store where you work and I am on my way to a home I may not share for much longer with a woman who deserves to be married to someone who isn’t gay, but who is married to someone who is gay.
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William Henderson lives in Boston where he lives with his children, Avery and Aurora; muses about love and ... 
A Chat With Babe Walker Of White Girl Problems
I’m not dating anyone–my book is my boyfriend right now. But I will say, if James Franco and his brother, Dave Franco, had a baby boy, and Ryan Gosling raised him on a farm, that would be my ideal man.
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