I cut my grooming routine down to 5 products and the only thing I noticed was that I stopped thinking about it, which turned out to be the whole point
When I left Melbourne for Southeast Asia at thirty-one, I packed everything I owned into a carry-on bag. Not a metaphor. A literal carry-on, the kind that fits in the overhead locker without negotiation, containing everything I had decided I actually needed to live. What that process revealed, fairly brutally, was the gap between the …




