5. blog post: I win

There's a sort of vicious satisfaction that describes the sensation of "I win" for me, vicious only in how intensely I allow myself to feel the emotion. I would feel guilty if I were engaging in a zero-sum game, but sometimes someone's struggling with something, and you know what they care about from ages of … Continue reading 5. blog post: I win

4. slice of life: a Tinder date

I’m sitting on a stool in a soft-lighted bar—a pretty woman next to me, ambient chatter of people surrounding us. It's an airy space, with lamps lit every few feet. She’d come up to me confidently, ushered me into the bar, and ordered before settling in to talk. I’d learned that she worked in real … Continue reading 4. slice of life: a Tinder date