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A BOYFRIEND MEMORY & FORGETTING NAMES

Though I have a fear of catching “other people’s worries,” I don’t worry about getting infected by my friend Baxter;  each of us independently has come up with the same things to worry about. While gabbing over cappuccinos the other day, she mentioned fear of forgetting people’s names.  This is …

Kindle & Me <3

Here’s how I came to fall in Kindle love  (though, as you may come to understand, I am sympathetic to impatient readers, so if you want to skip ahead, scroll down to where you see Kindle in bold). In addition to a lifelong wish that my stomach were flat, I’ve …