By the time I entered this year, I wasn’t standing at the starting line with a fresh notebook and a word-of-the-year. I was already on my knees. So instead...

Believe what they tell you about Italian men in Bali. Consider this your warning. Or maybe your push.

I am learning that harmony is not fragile, it is responsive. The smallest thing can throw it off and the smallest thing can bring it back. Lately I have...