
Two mentors have forced me, thankfully, to reconsider what the fuck I’m doing (or, really, not doing enough of).
Two mentors have forced me, thankfully, to reconsider what the fuck I’m doing (or, really, not doing enough of).
These are moments dressed up as salves in themselves, those that we’ve been anxiously waiting for, the “one thing” we need to breathe easier late at night.