Category Archives: Thoughts from Close to the Floor

Growing Up

Back in the day, my tan was real and my hair color came from a bottle. Now, my hair color is real and my tan comes from a bottle.

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Authority

I’m good at questioning authority. That’s why I went pro.

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Pedicures

I used to worry about getting it perfect when I gave myself a pedicure. Then I realized: I’m only five feet tall, if my toes look good to me when I stand up….well, everyone else is taller, so they’ll be … Continue reading

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