PJ Heck
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Diet Coke and a bite of brie.
Mom was a “diet coke mom” growing up. We didn’t really keep soda in the house, save for diet coke. And sometimes Fresca. To this day diet coke is the only soda I’ll drink—except, if you put a splash of… Continue reading
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A smidge is enough.
Picture this: it’s January, the sun set at 2pm, and everything but the hollies in your yard is dead. Your brother, a farmer and landscaper, comes over for dinner. Somewhere in your conversation he mentions tulips. Next thing you know,… Continue reading
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When you learn something new and you go a little mad.
Not long ago I watched a vlog in which someone described their journey to being fluent in Japanese as “going mad.” After living in Japan for a year, they rapidly lost their senses and entered a period of total confusion.… Continue reading
