Sometimes I read the advice column Dear Prudence and see someone have an existential crisis about how to end a friendly, yet emotionally distant conversation with an acquaintance and I wonder if years of middlebrow novels in which a character quietly dies inside because someone says "Not now, Lois" as they are going through a deep depression got so many of us to this point.
Big Time Sensuality
Big Time Sensuality
Big Time Sensuality
Sometimes I read the advice column Dear Prudence and see someone have an existential crisis about how to end a friendly, yet emotionally distant conversation with an acquaintance and I wonder if years of middlebrow novels in which a character quietly dies inside because someone says "Not now, Lois" as they are going through a deep depression got so many of us to this point.