I’ll never forget the first time my Beagle, Barney, let out a long, mournful howl. It was a Tuesday evening, and as a distant siren wailed, he lifted his snout…

I’ll never forget the first time I tried to buy concert tickets online. I was frantically typing in my card number and expiration date, my cursor hovering over the "Complete…

I remember the first time I switched my personal Instagram account to a Business one. My feed felt the same, my photos were untouched, but then I noticed it: a…

I’ll never forget the first time I saw it. I was cruising down the highway, singing along to the radio, when a terrifying red light suddenly glared from my dashboard—a…

I was scrolling through a group chat the other day, planning a weekend trip, when my friend Sam dropped a message that stopped me mid-scroll: "yeild, I'm not fussed on…

I remember staring at my first college research paper draft, my professor's red pen circling one word in the instructions: "Submit a preliminary outline." My heart sank a little. I knew it…

I’ll never forget the first time I saw "let them" used in a way that confused me. A friend was venting about a flaky date, and our group chat was…