And then she said, “I Don’t”

You can never forget those spitting competitions with your first love It is a terrible thing; to be unable to write when I am in a happy place. It is such a burden; being unable to put together a single, meaningful sentence when I am not miserable. Either that, or when I am sober. Writing […]

The Trolley Conundrum

Ms. Single shows you the other side of the equation – the home front – in this installment of Single in the City Being an educated, highly ambitious and an overall successful career woman in her mid-twenties (the last one is just an exaggeration) means that my parents are unfailingly disappointed in me. This is […]

Single in the City – Written in a Fairytale

The first time I asked my mother what love was, she answered with a single word. “Shakespearean.” I, of course, a naïve teenager, took it in entirely the wrong context. With limited knowledge of anything Shakespearean, I only thought of the passionate love of Romeo and Juliet, immortalized by their deaths. I conjured in my […]

Single in the City – The First Time

You never forget your first time. There are a million thoughts buzzing through your head and your hormones are in a frenzy trying to cope with all the feelings, trying to calm you down hoping you’ll start thinking rationally and stop yourself before you cross that thin line into adulthood from which you can never […]

Single in the City – Saints and Sinners

Sometimes, my life feels like that of a double agent’s; two endless parallel lines come to mind. The worlds I exist in are polar opposites; the personalities, their choices of entertainment, their priorities and their morals fall on extreme ends of a spectrum. And the people in each fascinated, and at the same time, repulsed […]


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