The Inner Peace Plot Twist
Even the dead want my snacks When I was 36, I thought “working on my mindset” meant journaling, mindfulness, and possibly joining a women’s circle called Moon Chalice Magic. Now that I’m 56? My mind is set alright. Specifically: Yes, I saw that ghostly hand try to take my snacks back. Nice try, Casper. No ghouls […]
Ghosted by Estrogen
Hormonstral flare-ups have got me one spiral short of internal peace. Yep, I’m still emotionally flammable, but almost burned out. Plus I have the most oddball thoughts come out of nowhere. I swear I’m not on anything (not even gin and olives)…and I’m not sure I can blame hormones. But this one did a mic […]