Body Weather
I’ve always thought of my body as a barometer, the way my head is off balance before a storm, how the cold and damp blooms within creaking joints. There is an intimate conversation between our bodies and the world around us, an exchange of information. The signals have gotten louder the more work I do settling into my bones after chronic distancing, the…
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