Four essayists, three playwrights, and a Pulitzer Prize-winner walk into an apartment. It's not the start of a joke. It's how I spent a recent rainy Sunday afternoon, learning a few things about personal growth. Read more in the latest Bloom Anywhere.

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Today, I accidentally typed "Ideas of March" instead of "Ides of March." I like the thought of a day devoted to creativity instead of a day devoted to betrayal. What are you working on this month?

Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see . . .
#earworm