No, we’re not all “doing the best we can”
My friend is on fire this crisp September morning as we walk. “I hate when people say that,” she says, with this urgent staccato certainty that is so very her, “What does it even mean?!” She punctuates the air with her free hand, the one unencumbered by taut dog leash. I cannot disagree and I […]
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