Windswept Wings

I once found myself staring blankly at a chatbot therapist, wondering if it could sense the irony. Here I was, a flesh-and-blood human, pouring my

I remember the first time I tried to tame the wild beast that is accounting software. Picture this: me, hunched over a laptop, surrounded by

I never thought I’d find myself standing in a kitchen, staring at a bottle of vodka and a handful of shriveled vanilla beans, wondering if