When I married my husband, I told myself that my love for the Other Man would diminish with time and distance. Instead, it has morphed, raged and wept and awakened me at odd hours with dreams, surreal and lucid, that continue our affair. Strange cities I've never visited,… Read full post »

This blog isn’t about morality, an attempt to justify my own, or lack thereof (depending on each reader’s perspective), or even to convince anyone reading this that exceptional love at any cost justifies the means to achieve it. It’s not about seeking permission from myself or anony… Read full post »