One Saturday last spring I got up early to join my friends for a yoga lesson at the Indianapolis Museum of Art. This is a totally lovely museum, and nothing that transpired was in any way the museum’s fault. The night before yoga, I’d attended a peer workshop where I hadn’t been assertive enough and my […]
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Believing in Santa
I believe in Santa Claus. That’s right. I am a 30-something, college-educated adult who believes Santa Claus is real. No, I wasn’t hit in the head recently, nor was I the unknowing star of a Hallmark movie where a magical stranger in a red suit introduced me to my small town soulmate. I believe in […]