In a moment marked by domestic exasperation yet tethered to his unwavering dedication to work, Harold turned to his trusty dog, his loyal companion, and exclaimed, “Brightside, if you could lend a paw and take out the trash, I would be forever grateful.” This was not a serious request but was born of frustration as Harold attended to the call.…
My head was pulsating with excitement and my mind was rotating through multiple scenarios. Fantastic success stories in which I envisioned something greater than the possibilities presented hours earlier on the tenth floor of an office tower near the airport.…
A new apartment. I had searched for almost two months to find my new home. After living with Alice for almost two years, it was time to be on my own. I signed the agreement and cut a check in the morning before I headed for work. I felt great in the first hours at my desk. I congratulated myself on reaching another tier of independence. I was twenty-five, living away from my parents for over three years now, and moving upward through three promotions at a company I had high hopes for. I didn’t have a boyfriend since my break with Greg at the beginning of summer, but I felt this move would motivate me to discover someone new and take a sabbatical from the many nights of small wine parties with my gal pals.…
