Essays

Bring on the Mushrooms

I’m fanatical about my morning coffee. Which is confusing because I’m not even sure that I like it. I’ve started off my day with coffee for as long as I can remember. Not black–I’m not simple and neither is my coffee–but a dark, rich blend topped off with a flavored, non-dairy creamer. While I often…

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Hold On…

I haven’t always slept in my bed. When I was in elementary school, and even once or twice during my teenage years, I would rearrange my room every six months or so. I assumed that my parents knew what was happening each time loud thuds erupted upstairs, but I don’t remember them ever confirming, nor…

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