A few months ago, I got an idea in my head. The thing about me is that whenever I get an idea in my head, I have to do whatever the thing is. Otherwise, I’ll be stuck with the thought. Maybe forever. Or, I suppose, that’s the fear. Not being …

I had  just slid onto my stool at Union Brewery and taken a sip of my sour beer when the guy I was on a first date with started telling me about his job. “Oh, I know someone who works there,” I told him excitedly. “My friend, Jill.” He swigged …

This past summer, I sat at a cozy table at 29th Street Tavern, across from a perfectly nice man, just a few years younger than me. I’d met him on Bumble and when he asked to meet me for drinks, I willingly accepted. But about a half hour into the …