On a cozy, quiet night just before the holidays, my husband and I nested on the couch with our current favorite bourbon cocktail (a Paper Plane) and a notebook. Well, I had a notebook. My husband took one incredulous look at the notebook and pen I’d procured for him and opened up the notes app on his phone. Fine, stare at your screen. I’m using real paper! I settled back self-righteously on the couch with my notebook and started my list of 100 Dreams.
