It might look like whistling while Rome burns, but I don’t think it is, not for many of us. Let me explain.
No, You’re Not Wrong
Maybe it’s not perfect—this suit of you right now, this iteration, this particular version—but it’s not wrong.
Not Everyone Will Like You
Remember, the words ignore and ignorance share an origin. This is not a mistake. And you are not a mistake.
I Refuse To Mourn My Youth
I refuse to weep because I am growing older or because I have wrinkles. I accept every line on my face.
What Is It With Adults and Coloring Books?
That place. It really has no words to describe it, but we all know it when we feel it. Like a home we’ve come back to, even if we are a thousand miles away from home.