Male seahorses get a lot of fucking credit, is all I’m saying.Read More
Remember when you were a kid and you LUSTED after things? I remember tossing and turning over a new Barbie dreamhouse, its pink plastic molding and stickered-on backsplash.
Now, I fall asleep imagining more sleep. As far as wish fulfillment goes, it’s efficient, but grim.Read More
I know I’m not the only one approaching these Midterms with next-level ambivalence. But despite all of the momentum leading up to the election, I can’t help but feel like I’m riding a ferris wheel whose back end has been hacked off.Read More
We are next-leveling the idea of self-care here. Bring it on, world.Read More
Who else feels like there’s a Senate Judiciary Committee meeting in their heads right now? Half the voices are thanking you for your bravery as if your bravery were enough. Half the voices are calling you insufficient and you wish you didn’t believe them.
Who else feels like the sweet spot is there, and you’re just too salty for it?Read More
Something to consider as we wind down on a Tuesday...
In times of intense stress, my instinct is always to hoard my energy. I become Gollum, and my time is my Precious. Do not ask Gollum for the Precious. Mommy needs a minute.Read More
You are the heart. Not the paper valentine. The thundering drum.Read More