Musings
A letter to my sister
Dear Crystal, You are probably at IKEA in Portland right now — yes, I’m infinitely jealous of you — looking for a futon bed or something equally functional for your studio apartment, and… Read More
Musings
Growing up: what’s the hurry?
I can’t remember a time when I actually wanted to be a grown-up. Not even now. I never wanted to wear makeup — still don’t — and I never tried on my… Read More
