For some reading, the idea of opening your door to others causes the anxiety wheel to start spinning, and you’d rather cut off your right arm then have the Ned Flanders across the street sitting in your living room.
Read MoreThe front lights stayed off, and the house remained shrouded in darkness. My parents weren’t fans of Halloween; thus I was almost 30 when I walked door-to-door for the first time.
Read MoreTo be honest, it can sometimes feel impossible— to synchronize four calendars to find even two evenings per month for us to get together.
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