“We are being forced to live through really sh*t times, so read that romance book and dream of happily ever afters…” –Matthew Hubbard I used to be embarrassed to admit that I read romance novels. The habit began with my mother’s Harlequin romance collection and a particularly boring summer when I was 15. With only one friend and an unrequited crush on the...
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There are times when words fail this writer, and trying to describe the Artemis II mission is one of those times. While I missed a lot of the day-to-day mission milestones in real time, I found myself catching up before bed every night. Some of the most striking images were unexpectedly non-moon related—Christina Koch’s braids at zero gravity, a jar of...
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It was fairly clear on Sunday night when I rolled the recycling bin to the curb. It had been another unseasonably warm day, which seems to be the description of every day in Flagstaff since December. Looking up, I could see the Orion constellation tilting toward our house and I stood, bin tipped, to admire the formation and the bright star, Betelgeuse. The...
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Dear Future Self, First of all, you were supposed to write down all of the things you learned throughout the year, but journaling seemed to go by the way back in January. It would have helped to have had some notes so that I could remind you of everything you experienced. I’m trying to write to you in my post-sweat euphoria from exercise class. That’s one...
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By the time you read this, it will have been 30 days since the federal government shut down. I’d like to say that by now, something has changed—but this is America, where optimism goes to die in a subcommittee. Despite protests, strongly worded letters from federal employee unions, and a lawsuit from twenty-five states (including Arizona) demanding the...
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