One Last Time.
Two weeks ago, we sat across from each other at a Starbucks in Hollywood, FL and talked about my Squad Talk newsletters of days past. He sipped his latte, his eyes drifting, “I miss those, you know. I miss feeling seen.”
Two weeks ago, we sat across from each other at a Starbucks in Hollywood, FL and talked about my Squad Talk newsletters of days past. He sipped his latte, his eyes drifting, “I miss those, you know. I miss feeling seen.”