Monthly Archives: May 2019

When I was 17, on the cusp of driving age, I had dinner at a friend’s house. I remember this particular dinner because of the question his dad asked me. This friend’s family was wealthier than most of those I … Continue reading →

April is the cruelest month, keeping me inside doing taxes while I stare jealously at my friends’ Strava feeds detailing their adventures and the miles they’ve ridden. April is also the month that many inflict cruelty upon their future selves … Continue reading →