When To Admit You Have a Problem


I read this story sitting in a New York hotel room back in March, and meant to share it then, but I kept putting it off until it finally got lost in browser Neverland. The other day, I remembered it and found it again, and, finally, I get to share it. There is something exceptionally brave in…
As a child, growing up in Ohio, I thought a potato chip was a potato chip. When you only ever eat one brand, you have no reason to think any differently. Then, I grew up, went out into the world and ate potato chips of all makes and models. One day, I came to the…
1 – It’s time to get out of the shower, but instead of drying off you just stand there with the towel wrapped around you wishing you’d never gotten in in the first place. 2 – You wake up having to pee in the middle of the night and really consider just peeing the bed….
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The women of my family crave coffee. It’s an entirely DNA-based hormonal thing, a need that will cause physical weakness and emotional anguish if it goes unfulfilled. I know this, and do not fight it.
Mmmmm, here I am at the coffee shop like every day, mostly working. Today I’m having an iced carmel latte, simple yet satisifing. Today I’m dedicating my daily coffee to you, Riley Lashea.
*tips cup in laptop’s direction.