A constant state of “before”.
I catch myself living my life in a constant state of “before.” Before my parents’ divorce, before covid took over the planet, before my dad died. Before I started my podcast, before I left my full-time job, before I learned about harm reduction. Before I committed to therapy and realized how much physical and emotional…
I hope my father’s belongings live a happy “second life.”
Ah, January. The mad rush of consumerism that is the holiday season is over, and now we look around at all of our…stuff. Where did it come from?! My house, for example, is filled with random Lego pieces, twisted up slinkys, the boxes for the electronics which crept their way in here somehow- it’s a…