
My Most Embarrassing MomentWell, my second most embarrassing moment. The most embarrassing, I would say, was when I was eighteen years old at the pub, reasonably drunk. I returned from the bathroom to witness a large group of male onlookers point at me and laugh. My best friend laughed too, so hard that…



Tiny Simple Pleasures

Tiny Simple Pleasures
Saving myself from existential crisis by writing and seeking joy.
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