Rosemary Garlic Knots and Psychoanalysis

O wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied, New Orleans? I so wanted to find my roost, but it is slim pickings in the Crescent City housing market, unfortunately. Patience. Deep breaths. Meditation to break the very unproductive ruminative default thought loops, “Where will we live?…. Where will we live? ….. Where will we live?” I’ve […]