Sublime

meteoric

taupe,

Make a Decision: Tigger or Eeyore

the best available substitute for love. How did that happen?

“Want to go in the garage and look at them?” she asked. “No,” I said. “Let’s just finish dinner.” She was surprised. I wasn’t angry. I hardly seemed concerned. As she’d soon learn, my measured response was rooted in my upbringing. After dinner, we looked at the cars. I just shrugged, and I could see that for Jai, an entire day’s worth of anxiety wa

indignities

I thought of all the conversations I’d had with single friends over the years about how there just weren’t enough good men out there. But now I was starting to discover something else. Maybe there were plenty of good men, but we were turning them off with our over-the-top expectations.