A little love note.
It’s cold, it’s gray, it’s drizzly and I am positively uninspired. That’s the truth of it. For the past week, every time I sit down to compose a newsletter, I just stare at the cursor. It taunts me with every blink.
I’ve been adjusting to Lexapro, which is a Godsend for the most part, but has an adjustment period that includes more sleep tha…