Working in Marketing Has Ruined My Writing

When a greeting card stumped me, I knew I had a problem

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One particular February 14th, I found myself wedged against the wall of a crowded subway car in the midst of a small life crisis.

In one hand, I held a greeting card decorated with curlicued writing and watercolor flowers. The inside was blank. Balancing on the crook of my…