Brakes! The brakes!! HIT THE BRAKES!

There’s a dad with two young daughters at a table nearby and when he bends down to help retrieve a d...

The flustered flapping of feathers catches me off guard.

When I was a kid, we lived in the suburbs of Boston and I dreamed of one day living a life of advent...

The table I like was open, so I snagged it.

I did not have “hibachi chicken” or the memories tied to it on my bingo card for today.

The expression across from me looks hurt more than frustrated.

I'm traveling for a conference this week and it almost ruined my daily writing streak.

It's nearing the end of the work day and I'm in my kitchen.

Sometimes, relatability's the best medicine.