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Ryan Gosling, Romance Novels, and the Dangers of Fantasizing

The problem isn't that we long for something better. It's that we long for too small of things.

It's 5 o'clock and you're stuck in traffic with hungry kids in the backseat, and no dinner waiting for you once you get home.

Hey girl. It's cool that you made a three-course meal for the mom in your co-op that just had a baby—then hit the drive-through on the way home to feed your own family. I kinda like room temperature fries.

Or maybe it's only 11 o'clock on Tuesday morning and you've already gotten three urgent projects you hadn't budgeted time for, and the coffee machine is broken and you're afraid that guy on the train who coughed in your face gave you a cold because now your throat feels weird.

Hey Girl, I know you ain't feelin' it today. That's why I'm so proud to see you at that desk, doing what you do best. Cheers.

Whether you're a homeschooling mom, a feminist, a knitter, a literary agent—or one of many other types of women—there's a message from indie actor-heartthrob Ryan Gosling meant just for you. In each blog post, Gosling is there to be handsome while he ...

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