I stared at the online form, my cursor blinking mockingly. The address field demanded a "Line 2," and all I had from my new doctor's office was a suite number…
You’re scrolling through your DMs, keeping up with a rapid-fire group chat, when your friend asks, “Are you going to that concert on Friday?” Your other friend replies simply: “idts.” You pause, your fingers…
I remember scrolling through my Instagram feed when a picture stopped me cold. It was my friend Sarah, beaming from ear to ear, her hair windswept, standing on a mountain…