I Preemptively Grounded Myself

Not in, like, the hippie way

I did that, too. Because for about a week straight, we were served eighty and ninety degree days full of sunshine on a silver platter (which was immaculate vibes) and I absolute took that opportunity to walk barefoot in the grass and dirt and ground my energy. But that’s not the type of grounding I’m talking about. I’m talking about losing a privilege, …