I sat in a coffee shop, much like I am now... much like I am often... waiting for the high school senior I was going to meet. While I waited, I spent my time productively - playing 94seconds and eavesdropping on the table next to me. After a few seconds, it was abundantly clear the guys at the tabl

Joy  here and I didn't expect to end up in an hour conversation with my friend Karen this weekend when I asked her how she was doing. I didn't expect her to break down crying. I didn't expect her to say that she has been lonely and depressed for weeks. She seemed fine. But don't we all try to appear