“Looking back on this calendar year…” is how a CEO would start her holiday speech, so I’m absolutely going to use analogous language. I call this delusion “manifesting a hyper-specific tax bracket.” 2021 was a year that turned unprecedented times into precedented ones. …

This letter is for no one and everyone in particular. I’m doling out compassion like Oprah handing out Pontiacs during Sweeps Week — a since-forgotten relic from the since-forgotten broadcast TV era (in case any of you trick-ass zygotes needed a formal explanation). Yes, that’s right. Form an orderly line. Accept…

Asking in earnest because I can barely answer the question myself. It’s been almost two years since I could answer this in a concise or even coherent way. …

I wrote this a few months ago to document a day in my life during quarantine. Enjoy it, or don’t. I wake up punching the air. In my dream, I am fighting off an entire crowd for a donut or some other very attainable doughy treat. I wake up at…