I Found the Thing That Was Quietly Making Me Sick

And it wasn’t age, winter, or burnout. It was a hidden corner my soul kept trying to show me.

Hi friends,

I need to tell you something a little wild.

I moved my bed this week.

Not because it made sense. Not because I had a plan. I was just walking past my daybed — my bed/couch/life raft — when something in me whispered, move it.

So I did.

I dragged that thing six feet across my tiny living room.

And that’s when I saw it.

In the corner where the bed had…