Author: hudicka

When I was a little girl, I had an imaginary friend named Clara. She was no ordinary friend — besides

I work with economics.  Macroeconomics.  Everyday.   And with macroeconomics follows the concept of ridiculously big sums of money —

“I'm really sorry,” he said quietly. It was probably the eight hundredth time he had uttered those godforsaken words within

Along with other many bitter things in life, moving on is something we constantly have to do no matter how

Have you ever gotten hunger pangs on the back of a particular craving? When you feel the need to satisfy

Back in business school, getting rejected by a firm is endearingly termed as a “ding.”  I assume the term was

Valentine's day.  Everywhere I looked, there were happy couples with the girls nestling a bouquet of colorful beauties on her