I finally got a surgery date, and can't stop thinking about the thousands who are still waiting.

Whatever this feeling is, I could do with less of it.

In a classic d*ck move, the pandemic stole our alone time ... and handed us more loneliness.

"The point of recovery is not to relax, but to grow. And if downtime is soaked in guilt, that growth is going to suffer."

So they want you to give an interview. Now what?

Everything sucks but at least there's cake.

Best tomato / olive oil / wheat combos, a ranked list ...

Pictures for laughing and songs for dancing and that's all I got right now.