One of the first questions a person asks when meeting someone new is, “What do you do?” This question has always made me uncomfortable because the answer has always felt like nothing. I do nothing. It’s not that I don’t do things; I don’t feel I do worthy things. I am not a doctor, aContinueContinue reading “Discover”
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This is not who I was supposed to be.
If you’d told me, back when I was twenty-something, that in my fifties I’d be a romance novelist who got up at 5 am to write, practiced yoga, didn’t drink whiskey, and was well along the road to veganism, I’d have laughed. And then raised a glass of Jim Beam in a toast over aContinueContinue reading “This is not who I was supposed to be.”
Kelly Jensen 