Houses

The first house is the front door of you. Your face, your posture, your walk, your haircut after a breakup, the way stra...

The second house is your cash flow, your taste, your favorite blanket, your savings account, your jewelry box, your payc...

The third house is your group chat brain. Your running commentary. The way you ask the barista for oat milk, the podcast...

The fourth house is the place you go when the front door closes behind you. Your kitchen light at night. The smell of la...

The fifth house is the sparkly part. The flirtatious text. The paint under your nails. The song you play too loud becaus...

The sixth house is your alarm clock, your pill organizer, your inbox at 9:12 a.m., your dentist appointment, your standi...

The seventh house begins where “me” stops being the whole story. It’s the person across from you at dinner. The one whos...

The eighth house is where things get intimate, complicated, and impossible to fake. Shared bank accounts. Debt. Taxes. I...

The ninth house is what happens when your world gets bigger. A plane ticket. A university lecture hall. A book that wrec...

The tenth house is your name in public. Your title, your reputation, your body of work, your ambition, your authority, t...

The eleventh house is the table you pull another chair up to. Friend groups, communities, networks, collaborators, mutua...

The twelfth house is the room behind the room. Dreams before dawn. The feeling in your body that knows something before ...