I get unnecessarily stressed about moving so I was already dreading this week. But then came a kitchen leak followed by no running water or internet and other fun home surprises, and it turned out to be a doozy.
While it’s been nice to be back in my own bed for the first time in 5(!) months, the bags under my eyes are bridging on more extreme than the average New Yorker’s of the before times. I’m afraid I’ve run out of spoons to give so I’m skipping the essay this week. Instead, I’m dishing up a longer reading list, and sharing a watch and listen that made me feel good recently in hopes they’ll do the same for you, because we sure need it.
Best,
Anna