Hi readers, I have drafts of pieces I’ve written over the last few years that I will be sharing over the course of the next few weeks. It is hard to describe what the last two years have been like for a lot of us- so many moments and emotions have passed and have been endured both in slow-motion and an uncapturable pace. This piece was written…
Read MoreI catch up to the sights and sounds of the morning. My white bookcase and slightly askew vision board. The small window with sticky blinds that let the bright light in, as to signal “Today is another day.” The occasional neighbor noisily mowing the lawn, at any hour too early….
Read MoreToday I woke up to what has to be the strangest birthday morning to date. 42 hours into a self-quarantine. I haven’t left the house yet to breathe in fresh air, which I now realize….
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