the femiwriter

feminist wonderings, literary wanderings and other moments that capture my attention.

statistically today is the worst of the year. the grossest weather, the furthest you’ll ever be from a tan, the day you realize you aren’t achieving any of your new resolutions. whatever scientists figured this out call today Blue Monday.

nope, not buying it.

there’s snow on the ground and I’m going to run through some fresh powder on the mountain tonight. 

4 months ago