I wasn't planning on seeing my reflection in the glass freezers at the grocery store as I wheeled past the frozen desserts. But since I did, I have to come to terms with the fact that I cruise down the aisle reaaaal slow, like a total creep, leering at the ice cream bars one by one, MAKING KISSY FACES, and occasionally catcalling under my breath like a dazed construction worker: Chocolate chunk. I'd tap that.
My name is Nasreen Yazdani. I used to write micro essays, one-liners, and other small, lighthearted things. Most of them were funny.