There it goes. The hand shaking. The chills. The no turning back. At least I waited until I knew what I really wanted to say, instead of fishing until I had an excuse to beat around the bush. I jumped in, and it’s evident in the prickling of my skin. I know that it is deeper than a potential boyfriend rejecting me. It is the fear of wanting approval so badly that slight shifts are made. The...
Tape and Bones
It is immediate these days. Dr. Okun and I talk about hard meritocracy, and elitism. Tissues disintegrate in my hand. I told him his name and how well the first date went. My phone buzzes in my purse, I hope it’s him but kind of know it isn’t. I can even sense my hesitancy in saying that things are “great.” Whether it’s because I fear that the minute I admit that I...
If I get married, I'm going to walk down the aisle...
Why didn’t I think of this sooner?