For a month after a breakup in early June, I wavered between empowered mania and “Wuthering Heights” anguish. If I’d had access to moors I would have roamed them nightly à la the book’s brutish, tormented hero, Heathcliff, wild-haired and sporting a messy cravat, but I was in Austin, Texas, where there is nary a moor and it’s too hot for roaming. After this most recent split, however, I left the sphere of retail therapy and waltzed on the plane of shopping addiction. Instead, I bought a ticket to Mexico to join my sister at a resort I couldn’t afford. I spent $165 on a deep-tissue massage and $130 on an annual subscription to MasterClass.

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Persons: I’d, Heathcliff, Jumanji Organizations: Chase Sapphire Reserve Locations: Austin , Texas, Mexico