Somewhere between the stillness of the mountains and the noise of a high school hallway, I picked up a virus. By the time I landed home, I was flat on my back — feverish, depleted, […]
Somewhere between the stillness of the mountains and the noise of a high school hallway, I picked up a virus. By the time I landed home, I was flat on my back — feverish, depleted, […]
By Jennifer Buergermeister There is something quietly radical about looking up. Not scrolling up. Not glancing at a notification. But physically lifting your gaze — away from yourself, away from the glow of curated outrage […]