I refreshed the Lyft app on my phone as the speakers behind me blared music from the beloved animated classics…
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I bore down on the pedals as the pavement rose to meet me. Ahead, the tree-lined trail continued at a…
I stacked a cling-wrapped tray of broccoli trees on top of half a dozen brats, then shoved them to the…
Waiting in the center aisle of the plane wearing a brown backpack and a blue surgical mask, I felt the…
Kicking off my shoes, I turned my chin up to the top of the hill, where the grassy crest met…
Deep in the dark recesses of my bottom filing cabinet drawer is a collection of hard-bound, brightly colored planners from…
At 16, I drove my 1992 Honda Accord to my biannual rheumatology appointment. In the lobby, I waited among older…
My mind adjusted as my eyes took in my bedroom, with the shades drawn and the morning light pushing through.
I opened my eyes after a long midday nap. Above my head, the off-white ceiling tiles of my hospital room…
Four years ago, I was diagnosed with acute hepatic porphyria (AHP), and it’s complicated. It’s a liver disease affecting my…