My friend and fellow yogi, Alyssa, has a phrase she uses to describe the endless coincidences and connections that surround her life. She says things are “weird, not weird.” You know when people say, “sorry, not sorry?” They’re acknowledging that socially it’s probably the right thing to be “sorry” and yet they are not.
Last night, I went on the best first date I've been on in years...except it was with 29 other women, no men, and instead of dinner and movie, we made succulent terrariums at an all natural beauty and skin-care shop in Lawrenceville. I know, best date ever. I was supposed to meet Aaron's sister there, … Continue reading Flying Solo