This blogpost was originally written for Women at Well and was published on their blog in April of 2022. I’ve been putting this blogpost off all week. Not that I normally get my blogposts done too far ahead of the deadline…but this blogpost feels especially procrastinated… and especially taxing. Here I sit, on Sunday evening, in the stillness of my office. The dim light of the lamp on my bookcase illuminates the room, and my dog is softly snoring on her bed behind me. I’ve been staring at my laptop for the better part of 45 minutes. Type, type, type. Hold the backspace key. Type again. Backspace again. Words have…
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It’s a Tuesday morning and I’m in the drive-thru at my favorite coffee shop. I’m currently under caffeinated and overly anxious about the million and one things I have on my to-do list. The impatient tap-tap-tapping of my fingernails on my steering wheel compliments the song lowly humming in my car. The bright morning sun shines through my windshield, warming the spot between my eyebrows. I stare intently at the clock. It changes to 7:52 and I frown as I contemplate the audacity of the guy in the blue Ford Fusion in front of me. We’ve both been in line for the past 20 minutes and now that he’s finally…
