The Time I Put a Nut Up My Nose
The beauty & weirdness of living. A Sunday excursion into memory.
Dear Beautiful Friends,
Yesterday morning, over cappuccinos and almond croissants, I told my husband this random memory from when I was around five years old.
I was standing in my driveway, alone, waiting for a ride to school. The car would arrive with a parent driving and a few of my little kindergarten colleagues in the back, seatbel…
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