Ghosting Is The Coward’s Way Out
Or maybe it’s the safe one
It’s 2022 and if you haven’t been ghosted then you ain’t livin’ right, baby! Or so I tell myself.
Until about 364 days ago I was unfamiliar with the term ghosting. Now, I completely get that it’s the modern-day version of claiming you’re going for milk — and moving to the farthest island in Polynesia. It’s equivalent to wincing mid-date…