The day before I was supposed to fly to France to start my new teaching position, I bought a one-way ticket to Portland instead, because I had to see about a guy, and three states, four cats, five cities, and 19 years later I’ve never once regretted it.
My friend Robin Taylor (he/him) has been writing One Sentence Stories every day in December, and he’s inspired me to join him. These stories are all true, and yes, they’re probably full of run-on sentences. But hey, as long as it’s just one sentence, it counts! Want to join the fun? Tag us both so we can read along and share!
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