Carla Craves Now

For me, that voice has a name: .

Carla craves. And for the first time in a long time, I’m listening. carla craves

What do I actually want? Not what I should want. Not what’s practical. What does my inner Carla crave? For me, that voice has a name:

And then I thought: When did I stop listening to Carla? We spend so much time telling ourselves “no.” No to the second slice of cake. No to the spontaneous beach trip. No to the expensive cheese. No to the afternoon nap. We’ve been trained that cravings are weaknesses—little gremlins of impulse that must be tamed. carla craves