Swimming in Summertime Sadness

I feel sad on the inside of my skin. This line and its associated sensation resurface in me from time to time, never leaving me fully in a state of contentment. Today things feel particularly vulnerable. Workdays and my boss keep me chronically stressed alongside the swell of debt we’re continuously trying to doggy paddleContinue reading “Swimming in Summertime Sadness”

Slowing the Spinning Helix

The sun dips lower behind the pine trees, no longer casting shimmering reflections on the snowy porch of the cabin I’ve rented for a personal retreat, a getaway I’ve needed more than I acknowledged. The past two years of raising a baby/toddler and persisting through work drama and transitions have taken such a toll onContinue reading “Slowing the Spinning Helix”