the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Punching their cards

A few people who have been to Zanzibar and found out that I’d be staying on its eastern coast recommended that I make the effort to get up early enough to catch the sun rising over the Indian Ocean. But by that point in the trip I was so exhausted from the nonstop schedule that I indulged a bit and missed it both mornings. However, I did get up early enough to catch the scores of early morning fishermen poling out past the reef to start their day of work, their simple wooden boats moving as fast as anything with a motor. No, it wasn’t the sunrise but something as equally riveting to these somewhat sheltered eyes.

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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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