Okay, well, that’s not going to happen, but.. The good news is that it all gets better, kids. With time. With Age. The women I know, in my generation–those who are happily married and even just those who have come to terms with the wonder of working and living on this beautiful orb–don’t measure existence..
I Mix It Up With a Hero… Well, yes, of course I’m addicted to Facebook. Duh.. If you could have immediate access to the 40 or 50 most interesting people you know, and read the edited, best-self, versions of their lives, tease them while they’re at work, work out thorny problems of theology, culture..