Last Tuesday was when my wife discovered my secret. She had taken my laptop to access her emails while hers updated. Then, I heard a gasp coming from the living room. “Marcus, what is THIS?” I wasn’t shocked about her finding something. Not an illicit correspondence or questionable search history—something that would be way more revealing about my psyche. In this case, it would be my browser situation. More specifically, the 147 tabs split over…
My morning ritual has shifted into something my younger self wouldn’t recognize. At the start of the day, I slowly…
I have a little secret to share. This past weekend, I spent the better part of two days watching a…
The search began with a dinner observation that my wife and I shouldn’t have paid any special attention to. An expensive restaurant at which we were celebrating our anniversary was inhabited by another couple that looked like they were about our age and had in front of them sumptuous meals that seemed more like pictures on Instagram than actual food. Captivating wines and deliciously smelling meals were served, but the couple only spoke to one…
I was attending my daughter’s ballet recital and the breaking point had reached. While being her ‘first fan’ sitting in…