#loveletter to the woman crying outside the coffee shop

I saw you crying on the bench, on the phone, and kept walking inside to order my scone and tea. I didn't stop because I'm always torn between the desire to let you have your space for your grief, and to tell you you're not alone. Countless times, in countless towns, I've been on that... Continue Reading →


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