Dear You, On Dating Again Putting aside the state of my lady parts for a moment, the rub with the whole middle-aged dating thing isn’t solely because I have ”become used to a single way of life.” Even in my youth, I was...
When You’re No Longer The Hippest Person In The Room
Hart graduating from university and then leaving almost immediately for New York may have contributed to my recent writer’s block. Afraid to write too little, afraid to write too much, afraid to write anything on a...
The One Where Valentine’s Day Was A Matter of Life and Death
Neither fire nor wind, birth nor death can erase our good deeds.~ Buddha I’ve written a couple of times about Valentine’s Day. The one where, after years of failed VD days, I waved the white flag and listened to what...
