Truth… Or 1 year ago/1 year later

1 year ago… I was probably on the subway– squished up against strangers, trying to keep my 1-year-old happy, checking work emails to make sure nothing urgent was happening, silently hating every single man (and woman– but honestly mostly the men) sitting with his legs insanely spread out (overcompensating) while I stood angrily in a… Continue reading Truth… Or 1 year ago/1 year later