I’m the woman in the back of your gym classes, dressed in baggy black sweats, dancing—or in my case, muddling my way thought HIIT sessions—like no one is watching. Because usually they aren’t. That is, until recently, when one of my fellow class members set up a tripod to record herself, and by default the…
Last night’s Game of Thrones was so intense, I felt like a preteen realizing her frenemies stole her clothes while she was skinny-dipping in the lake. I woke up this morning gasping for air, feeling after-shock shivers, and dreading my day. I know what you’re thinking: that sounds like any humdrum Monday, Jill. But for…
Last week I was walking out the door to meet a girlfriend for coffee when a ping rang out from my bag and my heart began to sink. A quick look at my phone confirmed what I already knew: our date was off. An important errand had come up. Could we reschedule for another day?…