My office is like your office. We were talking about The Dress on Friday.
It’s white and gold!, proclaimed one camp.
No, it’s black and blue! 1,104 more words
My hand hovers over the Send key for what must be the twentieth time in the last thirty seconds. My stomach is cringing from some absurd mix of fear and gut-wrenching guilt, and yet somehow elated from the thought of impending freedom. 205 more words