Okay, let’s get real for a second. π Yesterday, I canceled three back-to-back Zoom meetings to do downward dog behind my office building. Did I feel guilty? Hell no. My armpit sweat left…
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Read moreOkay babes, letβs get real. Last Tuesday, I ugly-cried into my oat milk latte while doomscrolling wildfire footage. Sound familiar? π¬ Between melting glaciers, plastic-filled oceans, and that one friend who still uses…
Read moreOkay, letβs get real for a sec. The other day, I found myself rage-scrolling through Instagram at a red light ππ₯ (donβt @ me, weβve all done it), bombarded by ads screaming βHUSTLE…
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