Spa Day
In which our heroine is a sauna girl?
The wear and tear of life starts to show on me in louder ways than it used to. Or maybe it’s because I live with my partner now, who can spot me fraying at the seams before I even notice a thread’s been misplaced. After two weeks without a day off of running around town and marching pitches into the inboxes of editors–yes, hello, it’s me again!--he pipe…