Anxiety Tapas, Anyone? #30BrighterDays
My poet friend Dana Maya volunteers at community events with the “Sponaneous Writing Booth.” You give the poets a one-word prompt, make a small donation to a good cause, and they write you a poem on the spot. Given the rare gift of an entire night to myself, I finally got to see the booth in action last night at a neighborhood festival. With my husband working out of town and both kids camping, an evening “to myself” means I check the phone, then check again. The word “anxiety” already thrummed in my brain, even as… Read More »Anxiety Tapas, Anyone? #30BrighterDays