“No worries! :)” I texted back.
The guy I had been seeing for the past few weeks had just texted to let me know he was going to have to reschedule our plans for that afternoon.
This is the third time this week, I thought as I started to feel the familiar knot form at the base of my stomach. How long am I going to have to do this?
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On March 2, 2014, I adopted this kid:
This is Emily.
She is a lab-corgi mix and she looks like an otter.
When I met her the first time at the animal shelter, I knew Emily was a Zen master. That’s why I named her Emily Dickinson, a poet I consider to be unbelievably wise even if she was a hermit.
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