Anxiety.

Anxiety.

I haven’t opened my eyes yet, but I’m awake. It’s dark. I’m lying on my stomach, my breath slow. Inhale…two three four… exhale… two three four, I...

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My perfect day.

My perfect day.

I’m often asked how I come up with different topics to write for blogs. The truth is, some days, it’s incredibly easy. And others? It couldn’t be...

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Done.

Done.

I can’t even remember which way I was driving to my bests birthday dinner…It was cold. It was slick. It was snowing. The last thing I remember see...

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