As Matt and his girlfriend entered the crowd, I checked the app instinctively. He hadn’t opened my snap or staged some romantic run-in, as my internal narrative might have fantasized weeks before. I didn't love Matt anymore, but I'd fallen back in love with the idea that he was pay...
The reason I feel lukewarm about my trip to Egypt. This post has languished in my drafts folder for months, and even now I am hesitant about publishing it. But I'll come clean while I still have the courage: I didn't love Egypt. This is hard for me to wr