A room of one's own

On the value of changes of scenery, she-shed fantasies, and boundaries.

Friends, I wrote most of the below before the situation in Ukraine became what it is. Finishing this piece functioned as a retreat from the fear and sadness that I felt every time I looked at the phone this weekend. I felt I couldn’t send this out an essay meditating on my frivolous needs and anxieties without some acknowledgment of the nightmare unfold…