Go find yourself… puh-lease.
I have changed significantly in the past two years and I can almost precisely pinpoint when it occurred: about twenty pages from the end of the book Eat, Pray, Love. I used to love Oprah. I used to fall victim to her book club, her gotta-read-it-or-your-life-will-be-unfulfilled ways. When Eat, Pray, Love came out, I rushed to read it. I needed inspiration and here was this woman, who had given up everything, it seemed, to go find herself. Surely,... Read More
