Thursday, October 29, 2015


Every other Thursday night, I visit my girls. We find a restaurant in our beautiful city that none of us have visited. We settle at the table. We eat. We talk. We drink.  And we laugh. My God, we laugh.

Thursdays are my favorite days. I feel most alive, most myself, on Thursdays.

Because on Thursdays, I come home.

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