An unhinged, sleep-deprived rant
Still, look at what you created! Great.
I often feel like I start each day held together, as you aptly described, by “twine and sharpies.” Loved this essay!
Oh sister, I wish I had comforting words. Three years postmenopausal and I can't remember the last time I exhaled.
Still, look at what you created! Great.
I often feel like I start each day held together, as you aptly described, by “twine and sharpies.” Loved this essay!
Oh sister, I wish I had comforting words. Three years postmenopausal and I can't remember the last time I exhaled.