Thus begins the holiday madness, the frenzy of family and friends and get-togethers with huge meals (and probably the loss of all my weight lost the last 7 or 8 months). I'll be inwardly wishing I could retreat to a small wifi-enabled cave around 38,819 times between now and New Year's. And it begins today. I'm not ...
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I’m a writer. A lover, not a fighter. An amateur philosopher who enjoys shaving giraffes and dancing around my living room in my boxers.