I have this addiction to reading about health and wellness. PubMed, the NIH website, random letters to Dr. Weil. When an editor at the Well desk posts an interactive about how she holds it together, I have to click on it. I do. The first thing she lists is walking meetings, which makes me think about all the people I haven’t seen in way too long, and how much I’d like to call them. The rest of the article—yoga, meditation, flipping through catalogs?—I don’t pay much attention to. I’m already imagining myself outside, walking and talking, tethered by a pair of earbuds to my phone.
Walking meetings
Walking meetings
Walking meetings
I have this addiction to reading about health and wellness. PubMed, the NIH website, random letters to Dr. Weil. When an editor at the Well desk posts an interactive about how she holds it together, I have to click on it. I do. The first thing she lists is walking meetings, which makes me think about all the people I haven’t seen in way too long, and how much I’d like to call them. The rest of the article—yoga, meditation, flipping through catalogs?—I don’t pay much attention to. I’m already imagining myself outside, walking and talking, tethered by a pair of earbuds to my phone.