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Weekly Contest #357
Five years ago, after the Covid shutdown had eased a bit, I sat in Chelsea’s chair and let out an exhale I didn’t realize I was holding in. It wasn’t just the year apart, my gray roots or the emotion of finally being back in person. It was that I found myself literally holding back tears when she put her hand firmly on my shoulder and demanded “what’s going on?” Why was I choosing now to break down, in a room full of people buzzing with blow dryers and chatter, when I’d lived the entirety of my adult life compartmentalizing like a pro? To th...
Weekly Contest #341
Middle school can be described as a place where the excitement of friends and one’s growing freedom collide recklessly with heightened social fears and anxiety. In 1978 that collision arrived for me in the form of a cute 7th grader. My harmless flirtation crashed head on with one of life's most unsettling lessons. The flirtation was quiet, dreamy, somewhere between unease and anticipation, I don’t even think we were speaking more than a sentence or two at our lockers, but the energy was palpable. My only mistake embarking on this new entangl...
Weekly Contest #339
Arriving from the airport to my mom’s chilly but quaint, basement apartment, my first thought was that I’d love a cup of steamy, delicious coffee to fuel what I expected would be many hours of catching up. My mom’s superpower was a refined ability to chat for hours pivoting seamlessly between surface-level pleasantries and deep engagement. I think I’m pretty good at this too. I’ve added the ability to create, as needed, a space where people find themselves sharing every intimate detail about their lives with me while I simply share the minim...
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