Hello Dear Reader,
A new post has been a long time coming. I’ve started several missives without the will to finish or hit publish (one including helpful hints for fear of flying sits in my drafts). Writing for me is like breathing, eating, and moving. A necessity. Nourishment. A non-negotiable. And neither because of a contract nor my own self-imposed o…
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