Mindfulness in a Bucket
Commence eye rolling. Or, wait ... maybe not.
There’s something about the word “mindfulness” that makes me roll my eyes. It makes me think of absurdly serene actresses draped in gauzy off-white linens, seated in spare rooms bathed in light, selling me something for just four installments of $49.99. It feels like something the hip people are practicing today, but will forget in five, four, three...
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