For years, I’ve neglected my own health and caretaking. If I struggled with intimacy in my romances, I also struggled with it when it came to myself. I resolve, in the wake of the Trump presidency, to end that, too. I begin working out again, four times a week. I start cooking more. I am traveling less and spending time in prayer each day. And I include fun in my life, joy to counteract this hate-filled world. I go to the arcade with friends. I roller skate. I designate park days. It’s the Gabriel in me, the Brignac in me.
