I run. I teach. I think. I write.
Growing up, my mom made sure me and my sister always did the things that kids were “supposed to” at that time – we got all the advantages and opportunities that our parents could give us. We had ballet and tap lessons, piano lessons, and we had sleepovers with friends. We had books, we had … Continue reading Foul.
I used to keep a blog, many many many years ago, when the internet was new and shiny, and before I realized that there are loads of reasons why we can’t have nice things. I started it as a response to a writing assignment and – no seriously, don’t laugh – I had to print … Continue reading Butt in Chair