We were standing around in a massive tent. Plasticky, temporary floor covered what was usually the infield of the outdoor track. Memories of grass squishing under my feet slammed against recollections of exhausting track practices. The resultant swirl of emotions was sudden and disorienting.
It was a cold December night in Cleveland. A friend was getting married, and the ceremony was being held in a reception hall at the Cleveland Zoo. We watched the ceremony from our seats, mere feet away from the lifelike rainforest exhibit. It was humid, and everywhere I looked, Newly Natural-Haired Black Women’s perfect coifs were poofing into so many marshmallow clouds.
In ten years, what will you recall fondly, if at all? The myriad ‘important’ reasons you had to work forever? Or, say any number of relationship building activities with family and friends? Or dogs,...
I’ve performed in front of crowds. I’ve run races in front of thousands. I’ve presented ideas and numbers and defended my entire livelihood in front of execs who could have had my job in...
Each Monday, find the top ten art, articles, and opinions you’ve got to see this week. Missed a week? Check out past lists here. 1) How much of our expectations and desires in life are based...
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