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Well, Monday gave me a night short on sleep. Late dinner with friends, late writing, late night communicating with home (confused? I mean t...

Dear Ocean readers, I'm sure you thought I could not/did not write yesterday. So crazy busy, she just lost it! Ha! Skipped a day! Ha...

There is no better way to say it: the day is a blur. Maybe I can recreate the feeling of panting (you know, as if I were jogging my way thr...

A few minutes into my taxi ride, the driver breaks the silence and tests the conversational waters. He uses the usual gambit -- vous etes e...