I’ve been feeling directionless lately. The start of every season (every week, even) brings about a renewed sense of energy, zing and zazazoo, to quote Carrie Bradshaw, which feels particularly lovely when it’s Monday morning and the sun is shining.
As I write this, I’m sitting across from an elderly woman at a coffee shop in a pink and white striped but…
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