I Killed the Suitcase to Save the Dress: Chronicles of 30, Halfway Through

Pet peeves: Not knowing.

A friend once told me that the silence was the worst. I disagreed. It was certainly the loneliness. That near sickening feeling that there would be no witness to your life. That no one would remember. That you would not leave a mark. So we stumbled on, taking detours we knew we should never have taken...stopping at rest stops for years. Recklessly taking our hands off the wheels...

If it were he and I alone in the world, I would marry him. It was always tough to push ...