When people refer to themselves as “single,” their voice drops a little.                                                                                       […]

In my other life, I get to sleep in my own bed.                                                                                       […]

We’ve floated from Tehran rooftops to the streets of Florence to cathedral catacombs of Upper Manhattan.                                                                               […]

Such ugly fun. Naturally I was addicted.                                                                                                 […]

Loot is as easy as a strange berry on a sidewalk bush.                                                                                       […]

Linear time is unnerving because it has “passing” built into it.                                                                                         […]

From across the deck, the culprit looked up to see the three of us making figure-eights at each other.                                                                         […]