So last summer, I learned that there is someone out there in the world who has a name very similar to mine. In fact, only one letter separates our names. Therefore, only one letter separates our e-mail addresses. And this is how I learned of her existence - when I started receiving her e-mails. Specifically, I started receiving e-mails pertaining to the planning of her wedding.
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As I currently sit cuddled up in a blanket watching the snow falling outside, my only consolation is that I will be on my way to the beach in a mere 5 days. As a reward for surviving our first 10 months in Kyiv, we have decided to R&R in sunny Thailand. Oddly enough, this will be the first time we’ve vacationed in a warm place during the winter. Guess we’re moving up in the world.
I have a confession to make. A few days ago, I pushed a woman on the bus. Like the back of my forearm met the center of her back and I pushed. Hard. In my defense, pushing is a way of life here, particularly when it comes to public transportation. But I am ashamed at my overwhelming feeling that I have, in fact, gone native.