Eve

Eat whatever you want.

Green Tea (1942) by Leonora Carrington

I had a houseguest here for the past week. This required moving my treadmill desk into the dining room (!!!) and moving my writing recliner (yes, really!) into the den. My bullshit was scattered all over, clogging up the narrow rooms of our dark house, just so I could STAY ON MY BULLSHIT.

I didn’t want to do what I u…