After the snow, but before I attempt to do anything productive.
Slightly awkward from a grown-up / critical perspective, but an effective portal back to all the feelings.
Two or three years ago…
It’s all good.
I went for a walk late in the afternoon the other day. I’d just been fired by my new writing coach. My projects and whatnot weren’t a good fit for … Continue reading endings, beginnings, and clarity
I know I’m not alone. Today, friends and family are streaming tears of which most accurately describe all of it. We are weary, so weary. So tired of being mad … Continue reading relieved, hopeful, sad, exhausted.