I met Jen on Twitter a few months ago – she’s funny, clever and likes to run. She’s got a great narrative voice and can make just about anything sound interesting, even running and dog poop. Check out her take on how dreams don’t always turn out the way you imagined they would:
It started with a dog. The Dog. The Dog who lives at my house but who is not adored by me. Oh, we have our moments but they are rare and quick, bursts of affection in a moment of weakness. The Dog kept pooping under my sewing machine. He could poop inside, in any number of rooms inhabited by people who are not me, and who actually like The Dog.
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