You’ve Had a Year to Plan
What Version of Yourself Will You Put Forward as Your Grand ReEntry into Society?
Roughly a quarter of a century ago I was hugged by a rather large friend and my left eyebrow remained on his white shirt after we broke apart. I was mortified and have hated my eyebrows (or lack thereof) from that moment on.
Enter the quarantine of 2020. Our unexpected opportunity to discover that we really…