Every night, like a moth to a glowing, judgmental flame, I crawl into bed and open my phone. “I’ll just scroll for a few minutes,” I tell myself, a woman who has never in her life scrolled for “a few minutes.” Forty-seven TikToks later, I am somehow watching […]
There is a very specific kind of boredom that only arrives after 11 p.m. It’s not the energetic boredom of a Sunday afternoon where you might reorganize a drawer or text someone you shouldn’t. No. This is the dimly lit, slightly sticky boredom of someone who has already […]
Try to sleep. Feel tired. Exhausted. Mind racing. Knees sore. Legs twitchy. Stare at the ceiling. Don’t count sheep. Cannot see them. Think through should-have-been retorts. Laugh at the incredulous. Scene after scene. Thought after thought. Snippets. Looking for the one bright light. Fall asleep sitting. Wake up […]
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