Just one dinner transported me back to my high school days - that's not a welcome thing.
One of those times when current work and distant past collide.
They are changing things - in a good way. Now it's up to us to fit into their world.
You'll be glad to know, I'm not perfect. I tried but just couldn't pull it off last week.
It only takes one little thing to ruin her day.
My personal statement of my beliefs - at least some of them. Just don't call it a manifesto.
Is variety good for the creative?
I didn't expect it to be so vibrant.
My boundaries got crossed. Oh so crossed.
Say it with me, "there's no place like home."