Some things stay with you long after a conversation ends. Others rarely get spoken about at all. Here, I write about the things we carry, the lives we find ourselves living, and the questions worth keeping company with.
Pull up a chair. There’s room for what’s on your mind.
What If You Miss Who You Were Before Everyone Needed You?
You can love your life and miss yourself inside it. What happens when you finally have an hour to yourself and can barely remember what you want?