I broke a bone for the very first time on July 27, 2023. The tale of how I was betrayed by gravity and gifted a distal radius fracture is pretty silly, all things considered.
I’ve been trying to sit down and write a little something here every single day since the first week of February, when I went on medical leave. It’s taken me half a year to finally, finally squeeze something out about how I'm doing, personally.
I have a handful of New Year's resolutions for 2023 to share. As usual, these are "soft resolutions": drink tea every day, read 14 books, write every day, and at least an hour of ballet a week.
My (loosely defined) goals on the TikTok app are to share videos of tea, accompanied by the occasional plant or book video, but only for as long as it’s fun for me.
It's been a year since I started ballet at age 30 with little more than a handful of bad habits embedded into muscle memory. Here's what a year of ballet has taught me.
I am happy to announce that I still managed to write 14 solid drafts, 1 silly couplet, and 2 very messy prose-adjacent … things… which is really not bad, all things considered!
No one explained to me how endometriosis works, its possible causes, its challenges, the treatment options (not in detail, anyway!), nor how the condition evolves over the long term. And reparations? HA!