The Life of a Life Coach

It’s 9:14 am on a Wednesday. I’m looking out the giant window of my office, (a coffee shop in Los Feliz). The rain just stopped and I worry about all the people in Los Angeles who are panicking right now and turning into Gremlins because they got wet. I take my first sip of my nearly six dollar coffee (how do people live these days?!) as I gather my thoughts about what I want to blog about. I take a…