My new evening rule is to hard-quit Twitter at dinnertime. All the horror, anger, anxiety & forethought of grief will still be there tomorrow, but I’m better for not spinning in it all night.
Hang in there, John Prine.
My new evening rule is to hard-quit Twitter at dinnertime. All the horror, anger, anxiety & forethought of grief will still be there tomorrow, but I’m better for not spinning in it all night.
Hang in there, John Prine.