The Year Of The Horse


I had woken up on the wrong side of the bed yesterday. Better yet, I had thrown an existential temper tantrum that involved knocking some of my crystal collection and a bundle of sage off my nightstand, and then openly cursed my framed print that sat in simplicity and reminded me on the daily: “The […]

On Lacking Direction


We’re expected to know, at a fairly young age, what it is we are supposed to be when we grow up. Like we have any concept or idea whatsoever about what the world is like, what professionalism and employment actually entails, or even what it means to be “grown up.” We come up with delusions […]