the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Low tide

This is coast along the east side of Zanzibar at low tide, low enough that you can walk out to the reef you see in the distance, a reef completely underwater at high tide. Yes, it’s a magnificent landscape. However, I got so many mosquito and bug bites on my legs while on that island that I stopped counting at 150. The smelled the DEET on my body and giggled, those bugs. And then they had a feast. They were so not kidding.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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