Carrot cake overnight oats changed everything for me. For years, mornings were a catastrophe. After those brutal night shifts at the hospital, I’d stumble through the door as the sun rose, completely exhausted and starving. Cooking something? Not a chance. I needed something ready, comforting, and nourishing and that’s exactly what this creamy, spiced breakfast … Read more
The vending machine broke the brown rustle of the hall. At 2.17 a m Jamie had burnt his coffee again. Her fingers had numbed by hours of charting in the clear, cold air, but she held on to the hot cup. She leaned on the counter in the break-room and her stomach wanted something real. … Read more
The hospital vending machine whirred quietly as it spat out another packet of crackers. Jamie rested against the cool wall, taking in the mechanical arm’s motion of retraction while her feet screamed and her shoulders sagged after thirteen hours of being on her feet. The crackers were stale, salty, familiar and not comforting. Not in … Read more
The evening Ava became six, rain had been hitting the windows all evening. Jamie Willow was squinting in her kitchen, still bare-footed and raw water in the hem of her scrubs. That day had taken it out of her Nevertheless, the lulling buzz of the apartment and the laughter of Ava in the living area … Read more

