If 2020 has taught me anything—and God help us all if it hasn’t imprinted a laundry list of lessons onto our nervous systems—it’s a sense of impermanence. Entire industries can implode. Two of them I worked in did. So can relationships. In mine, on a

If 2020 has taught me anything—and God help us all if it hasn’t imprinted a laundry list of lessons onto our nervous systems—it’s a sense of impermanence. Entire industries can implode. Two of them I worked in did. So can relationships. In mine, on a

If 2020 has taught me anything—and God help us all if it hasn’t imprinted a laundry list of lessons onto our nervous systems—it’s a sense of impermanence. Entire industries can implode. Two of them I worked in did. So can relationships. In mine, on a

If 2020 has taught me anything—and God help us all if it hasn’t imprinted a laundry list of lessons onto our nervous systems—it’s a sense of impermanence. Entire industries can implode. Two of them I worked in did. So can relationships. In mine, on a

If 2020 has taught me anything—and God help us all if it hasn’t imprinted a laundry list of lessons onto our nervous systems—it’s a sense of impermanence. Entire industries can implode. Two of them I worked in did. So can relationships. In mine, on a