Written quietly during my COVID isolation, just months before turning 30. A wrinkle, a perfume, and the quietest kind of turning point. It was just the other day—last week, I think—when I checked myself in the mirror and noticed something unfamiliar. Something I had expected would come eventually, but didn’t think would show up quietly on a random…
Written quietly during my COVID isolation, just months before turning 30. A wrinkle, a perfume, and the quietest kind of turning point. It was just the other day—last week, I think—when I checked mys…