Someone recently brought to my attention that there’s a difference between self-care and being self-absorbed. As if I didn’t know, but...

As I snuggled under a happily matted fleece throw, tea lights glowing amber, fall air sifting through the screens, crisp and burnt — I...

Scratch that. Start over. What can I say? I’m too in my head and I know it. Thinking of who will read this and what they’ll think. I need...