All the information you could want is constantly streaming at you like a runaway truck - books, newspaper stories, Web sites, apps, how-to videos, this article you're reading, even entire magazines devoted to single subjects like charcuterie or wedding cakes or pickles.
I wish I had put myself out there a little bit more and experienced people more instead of protecting myself.
I always had a penchant for falling in love. Every time I found myself without a mate, I fell into a state of low-sizzling panic.

