Mind Games

  A few weeks ago on Monday morning, I woke up feeling “gross.” You know those mornings. For me, it was the Monday after a string of indulgences. Father’s Day/my dad’s birthday (ice cream). First time at a new-ish restaurant in the city (one of everything, please). A doctor’s appointment on Long Island, which meant dinner […]

Chapter 8: Milestones

I used to fantasize about swimming through a pool of cookie dough ice cream. Neither frozen nor liquid, but melted enough so that I could chomp my way through it, like Ms. PacMan. This image doesn’t get me going like it used to. I no longer pine for access to as much ice cream as I want. […]