Flying solo

So, as you know by now, I’m non-voluntarily a member of the lonely hearts frequent flyer club. That’s a lame opening, but I had to tie it in with the title somehow. Being single in your 30s, it’s kinda liberating but lonely. That’s probably the best way I would describe it. And why am I […]

Me day

I haven’t had one of those (“me days”) in a while. You know the recharge time you need as an introvert? Haven’t had many quiet nights after work either. Tonight was supposed to be one. But alas, it’s not meant to be. My sister needs help running errands. A lot of them. Hopefully I can […]