Collecting Dolls

The cockroach doesn’t care that you hate it. While you’re asleep, it strolls across your kitchen counter like it pays rent. It has been doing this, in one form or another, for 320 million years (older than trees, older than flowers, older than dinosaurs). When the asteroid hit and the sky burned, cockroaches shrugged and…

Waking up beside the wrong person often hurts more than sleeping alone ever could. The body may move forward, but the heart lingers in the confusion of mixed signals, unspoken expectations, and the quiet sting of feeling disposable. In the aftermath, you do not just replay the night. You replay your decisions. You begin to…