Creative Writing
How Las Vegas Taught Me Self-Love
It hit me in the shower. I felt like I was going to vomit… but I didn’t think it could be the wine from first class. What was this hot surge of energy barging into my chest?
It hit me in the shower. I felt like I was going to vomit… but I didn’t think it could be the wine from first class. What was this hot surge of energy barging into my chest?
I felt like I lost my identity in March 2020. Stage evaporated, contracts reduced, and I was quite literally grounded. May is #mentalhealthawareness month, as as someone who speaks fairly publicly about their own struggles, I want to remind you that many don’t. That “how are you doing?” sometimes needs Read more…
Ahhhhh finally, our frontline friends share selfies from vaccine lines, our good news arriving in needle form. Collective hope restored by pandemic numbers on the decline and leadership on the rise. And though our loins ache for the roaring 20’s we’ve spent the last year dreaming of, it looks like Read more…