We Are The River, We Are The Fire

HAPPY TUESDAY, F-WORDERS!

This week I’m nestled in a little cabin in the woods. Solitary; in solitude.

I have chopped my own firewood and built my own fire, and so, my yoga pants and Costco sweatshirt morph into a handsewn cotton dress and my hair somehow braids itself and I am a completely self-sufficient frontierswoman, now, didn’t you know?

(Never mind …