To The Man Stranded at the Gas Station: I saw you when I first pulled in. You were pacing around the gas station, phone in hand, anxiously scrolling. It was clear that you were making phone calls, and whoever you were calling wasn’t answering. I watched you approach another man exiting the gas station store.… Continue reading See the Need. Be the Change.
I hate to spend money. I’m like a squirrel hiding away acorns for the winter when it comes to money. My anxiety has me believe that at any moment’s notice, my world can come crashing down at my feet, that I am one mishap away from financial ruin. While sometimes this has been true in… Continue reading My Love Affair with Farmer’s Markets