Today I finally let go of my crush. I gave him one last hug, smiled and nodded farewell. After he left, a new sensation arrived. Equally as crushing as before, but without the erratic oscillations between ecstatic joys and infuriating lows. Just a crushingly static sobriety. The moment I didn’t have someone to think about, I missed the feeling of having someone to think about.
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"When the screen faded to black on "Dating Around’s" final episode, I picked up my phone and texted the guy who I described my first date with as “typical but not outstanding.” Fingers trembling, I asked him on a second date. He said yes."
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This week, Annie and I are taking a slight detour from our normal course of action to educate you fools on romance and other things. Happy Valentine’s Day.
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"I don’t really know how to make sense of a world where people do unimaginable things. I don’t know where such violence and hatred comes from. I don’t know what the right way to respond to something like this is, or if there even is one."